Emily looked at Mikey, who seemed oblivious to what had happened. The feel in the room had changed so quickly, it was hard to wrap her head around it.
Stacy had gotten a new mommy, a now younger one. And..a little boy now looked like the oldest in the room. And she...was only taller than Stacy.
Linda escorted Stacy to the door, leaving Emily trapped with Mikey.
"How old ARE you?" Emily blurted out suddenly, then immediately paused. She hadn't meant to say that out loud, but she was having trouble controlling herself.
"What sort of a question is that?" Mikey said, a bit sternly. "What has gotten into you today?"
The door opened and Jon walked in, looking particularly agitated. He paused, taking the two in, looking around, clearly wondering if he'd entered the right house.
