Interesting: Something is Off

Jon frowned. It looked like Sally. Had she been spending too much time with Zoe? He was sure his aunt wouldn't be thrilled. Zoe usually kept the profanity to a minimum when Sally was around, but didn't lose the bad attitude. He took a quick shower and was drying off and putting on his own robe to go back to his room when someone knocked on the door. "Just a minute," he said. He opened the door. Standing there was his mother, holding a towel. "Almost done?" "Yes." He frowned again. "Aren't you usually ready by now?" "What time is it?" She looked up at the wall clock and saw. "I guess I'd better hurry." She pushed past him and locked the door. He frowned. *Didn't she have her own bathroom?* Something was differently off today. He headed across the hall, and suddenly felt odd for a split second, as if the room was spinning. But as quickly as it began, it stopped. He opened the door to his bedroom and stepped in...