When the door bell rang a short middle aged woman opened the door. With a bright smile she ushered the boy in. "Oh Richard!" She said laching on to him.
"Hi mom." Richard said a little creeper out. He had only seen his mother every once in a while; living with his dad all his life. "You wanted me here, so I came..." He said pulling away and rubbing the back of his neck. Dropping his bag he stepped in a few feet and took in the sight before him.
"Right Right." She said taking his hand and leading him farther into the the house. "I called you hear because I have to tell you something." She lead him up the stairs. He could hear slight music.
"Mom, what is going on?" He said confused. This was the first time he had ever been to this house. Not to add the way she was acting.
She just smiled and walked into a room where the music was coming from. "Beca, he is here." She said lightly pushing him into the room. There on the bed, to him, was a mirror that made him a girl. He opened his mouth but thing passed the lump in his throat.