Jon heard his Mother arguing with Zoe and Mikey as he walked out the door, doing her best to make them ready to go to school as well. It was kid of comforting to listen to their different voices. Made the house feel full, he guessed.
He couldn't help but to note the differences in thier voices. Mikey's high-pitched and childish whining. Zoe's mid-pubescent angst filled sighing. His mother, Linda's mature and authoritative voice. His lips started to flap on thier own.
"I wish my voice would gradually become more mature, feminine, and sexy until it was as sexy as it could be."
John kicked on his sneakers without a thought and called out as he reached for the for the door.
"I'm head-ing out!" Jon's voice cracked painfully mid-sentence and he reached up to rub his throat.
"Bye Jon!" Came from his family at varying intervals as he closed the door.
