Jon looked at the mirror, admiring himself.
Downstairs, his mom finally returned home, but wondered where her son was. "Jon?"
"I'm up here," he yelled to her.
She walked upstairs and entered Jon's bedroom, but he wasn't there. Then she checked the bathroom. But he wasn't there either. "Jon? Where are you?"
"I'm in here," he said. His voice was coming from her bedroom.
What's he doing in there? she thought. Then a thought came to her. And when she walked inside the room, her thought became real. Jon was standing in front of her mirror, primping himself. He was wearing her clothes and her make-up.
