"Oh dear," your mom says as she watches the changes take place.
"What the hey," you say as your chest swells out a touch. As you stand more straight up your mom brings you a mirror.
"I am a woman, though not either of you--and I sound older?"
"Yes, you could say that ma'am," Lilly adds with a giggle.
"Young lady--wait did I just say that?"
"Yes you did, and take a look," she said forcing you to see your reflection in the mirror.
"Oh I am definitely a woman, but way older than you two," you say, as you note the under eye bags through your glasses as well as the crow's feet and lines
going down from the edges of your mouth. There was some white in your dark hair, and it was shorter. You wore a light blue silk top, and a black skirt and red
leather jacket with fringe on it.
"Oh damn, I am Aunt Isabel. Oh, and if I might ask, how old is Aunt Isabel?"
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