…he was now 16 years old instead of her.
Jessie (or more accurately, Jesse) stood in stunned silence after the door opened to reveal a teenage version of her formerly little brother, Mason.
The years appeared to have been kind to him. At age 10, he’d played some sports but still been a pretty scrawny kid, kind of gangly and awkward looking. But puberty seemed to have favored Mason strongly: he now stood 6’0”, had very handsome features, as well as quite the muscular body at around 190 pounds.
Jesse noticed a set of dumbbells and some other small workout equipment in the room, as well as several sports trophies. Mason asked “What’s your problem? Why did you come in?”
Jesse stammered, “Uh, it’s nothing.” He turned and ran out as Mason muttered, “Idiot”.