In My Shoes
she
were going to leave a note, it would be there.” We headed into the
kitchen. There was a note on the counter. She picked it up and read
it.
     
    Nikki,
    I hope you are feeling better. You didn’t
look so good
    this morning. Remember, we will be at the
Henderson’s
    late. There’s food in the fridge. Call my
cell if you want
    to stay at one of the girls’ houses
tonight.
    Love,
    Mom
     
    “Good. It doesn’t look like she noticed the
car. Okay. First, I need to get you familiar with my house. You
need to look like you know where you are going when you are walking
around. You already saw the garage. My car, which you will be
driving, is the silver Toyota Camry at the far end of the garage.”
She stopped and turned toward me. “You do know how to drive don’t
you?”
    “Yes, I know how to drive.”
    “Do you have a license?”
    “Yes, I have yours…right…here.” I smiled at
her as I patted her purse.
    “You know what I mean. Have you passed your
driving test?”
    “Yes,” I answered. “If you look in my wallet,
you will see I have a driver’s license. I’ve never had a
ticket.”
    “Well, that’s better than me. I got a
speeding ticket about a year ago, and I lost the car for two weeks.
Wait, do you have a car? I only saw one at your house, and I
figured it was probably your mom’s.”
    “It is hers. No, sorry, I don’t have a car.
Mike picks me up for school most of the time and sometimes I walk.
It’s only about four miles from the school. It takes forty-five
minutes to an hour if I walk somewhat fast. If you want I can pick
you up and drop you off so you don’t have to worry about it.”
    “Thanks, but I’m hoping this won’t last very
long. Let’s worry about that later.
    “So,” Nicole continued, “as you can see, the
house is two stories. This, obviously, is the kitchen. Over there
is the living room. We only use that room when we have certain
company over. I almost never go in there. Through here, we have the
formal dining room. The family room is through this archway,” she
said, walking through an opening into the next room.
    “Wow!” I interrupted. “That is a huge
screen.”
    “Yeah, my dad wanted this room to be set up
like his own mini movie theater. Most of the time, we get together
to watch a movie on Saturday evenings. It’s something we try to do
together. We like movies.”
    She continued walking me through the house.
“There is one bedroom downstairs, but my father uses it as an
office. I don’t really ever go in there, either. The bathroom is
straight down that hall,” Nicole said, pointing to her left. “That
brings us back to the main foyer area. Now we head upstairs. You
probably recognize my bedroom on the left there. We’ll head in
there in a minute. Straight ahead is the Jack-and-Jill bathroom
that opens also into my bedroom. To the right is the loft. Are you
keeping up?”
    “Yeah, I’m keeping up,” I said with a laugh.
It’s not like this was rocket science. “Nice pool table,” I said.
Man, I was starting to feel like I was on The Price is
Right , and I was being walked through my “Showcase
Showdown.”
    “Thanks. Do you play?”
    “A bit. I like to go to Crazy Cues with my
friends sometimes. I’m not the best, but I’m okay.”
    “Yeah,” she said, “I don’t play a whole lot,
but I’m not too bad. My dad’s given me pointers over the years, so
I don’t always lose. Just in case anyone asks you to play, I rarely
beat my dad. So if you’re that good, lay up so he doesn’t get
suspicious. I don’t usually make more than a few shots in a row.
Just keep that in mind.”
    “Okay. You’re really thorough at this. Have
you switched bodies with someone before?” I said, trying to lighten
the mood.
    I saw the slightest sliver of a smile, and
then I saw the crease between my eyebrows. “Very funny. I am hoping
we will wake up tomorrow and this will all be fixed, but if not,
you need to know what to do tomorrow morning when you wake

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