"I'll be back later, when I seen to Del," she said, Del's her Husband, she left me with my thoughts.I watched some daytime telly, but the image of Cla...e and my sister kept returning. That knock on the head must have rattled my brain about more than I had though. After a week I had mostly recovered, the occasional headache and my hearing still a little fuzzy."Look who I bumped into?" said Wendy and together with Clare they walked into my lounge."Hi sis, Clare," I said, "I'll put the kettle on.". The bright sunlight hit my face. I squint my eyes. I could see the family across the street were having a yard sale. What the hell??? I thought. I pulled back, then looked across the street. There were already a dozen cars parked out front of my house. There were some next door. But most were parked across the street in front of the garage/yard sale.A new family had moved into the vacant house across the street. They had been there for about two months. I have been so busy with work, I never. . was she taller?Manning frowned. "Mark ... your hair!" Manning was startled by her own voice. It was ... husky.Mark reached up for his hair, glancing his hands as he did. His hands were fine, delicate, small. Fingernails were growing, even as he watched. Then his hands got to his hair. It was hanging low, already at his eyebrows, and still growing! He tried to brush it from his eyes, a futile gesture. But he looked at Manning again. He gasped. She was definitely taller. Her hair -. It might be too late.” Tanya let out another giggle and Addie closed the door.Both Tanner and I stood there, staring at the closed door like a couple of zombies. “What the hell just happened?” Tanner asked.I mumbled out, hardly believing my own words, “I think our girls intend a night out on their own.”“But… dressed like that?” Tanner sputtered.Tanner and I debated whether to leave right then to find them but decided to play their game. We knew they'd be right there where the elevator opened.