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Chapter #4

The next day

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Jeff woke up to the smell of waffles. He looked at his alarm clock, only 7'o'clock. He put on a set of clean clothes and went downstairs. The kitchen was, of course, the source of the delicious smell. Emily was hopping around with a plate of freshly baked waffles.

"Good morning sunshine. Waffle?" She said, holding one up with a fork.

Jeff yawned grabbing a seat at the kitchen table. "Looks good. Yes please." He said appreciatively. Emily wasn't usually this spry before 8 o clock. He wondered if this was due to the Chronivac. She did seem shorter...

"Mom, how high are you?" He asked before taking a bite.

"That's an odd question. This isn't the munchies, young man. I'm just making breakfast." She said quizzically.

"No, I mean your height. How much is your height?" He smiled at the miscommunication. Slips like that were at least common with Emily, especially since he had openly admitted to using pot occasionally. Mom and dad had reacted bemused, saying they must have had a boatload of smoke-able sedatives in their day. They told him they figured not everybody who used was an addict, and had encouraged him to experiment.

"Oooh, I see. Silly me" She laughed and made a gesture, as if wiping her silliness away. "Well, my passport says I'm 5'3". I don't think that's changed much since I had you, young man."

Well there he had it. He was pretty sure she was only 4 inches smaller than dad, who was 5'10". That meant she'd lost about 3 inches already.

"You don't want honey with those waffles?" She sat down and poured the honey over her own waffle. "I know I'll take plenty over mine. I don't know what it is with this stuff, I just can't seem to get enough of it." She took a bite of a honey-drowned waffle and wiped the spill off her chin. "Oh! Delicious stuff."

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