the Bench: The Sister Sister

Mikey gave the strange woman in the nun's habit another look before realizing she wasn't a stranger at all. "Wait, Athena, is that you?" Athena, who indeed it was, immediately dropped the sanctimony and gave a sly smile. The formerly goth girl had aged a couple of years since her clothes had changed, and her eyes had shifted into the same green that Mikey and Biff now had. "Hey sis," she said. "Wow, look at you," Mikey said. "I don't think I've ever seen you in the full getup before, *Sister* Athena. I didn't even recognize you for a second. Didn't you say your order doesn't require those anymore?" Athena nodded. "They don't, but the first thing we did when we got into town was meet the bishop, so we needed to look nice and proper. The rest of my stuff is in the trunk of the taxi." "Oh, well then I suppose we shouldn't keep the driver waiting any longer. The guest room is all ready for you upstairs, assuming Steve and his friend haven't wrecked it already." Inside the house, Tyler was still chattering away with the person he thought was his husband. On the other end of the line, five year old Benny Gates was incredibly confused about what this lady was talking about.