"Don't you notice something different this morning?" Zoe asked her mother, who didn't quite look like her normal self. For one, her hair was dyed black, and she looked quite a bit paler than usual. In fact, it looked like she was trying to look like Zoe, how she was before this morning - a Goth girl.
Still glaring at Zoe, Jane responded. "Like what?"
"The way you are acting."
"What are you talking about," Jane said, shaking her head and looking back at her breakfast.
Zoe sighed. Honestly, why couldn't Jane just... She paused, realizing where the thought was going.
