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The warmth emanating from Ben and Sarah's embrace is a palpable comfort, a beacon in the surreal storm that has engulfed your lives. As they walk towards the house, Sarah still clutching the faded yearbook page, you and Alexa follow, a sense of cautious optimism settling in.
Stepping inside Ben's familiar home now feels incredibly strange. Everything seems designed for larger bodies, for the adult versions of the people you know. The scent of Sarah's cooking, usually a comforting aroma, now carries a hint of the uncanny.
You find Ben and Sarah sitting on the living room couch, holding hands, their eyes locked in a silent conversation of disbelief and love. The air is thick with unspoken questions and emotions.
"The kids..." Ben says finally, his voice still sounding odd at this higher pitch. "They'll be home from school soon. What are we going to tell them?"
Sarah sighs, running a hand through Ben's surprisingly soft teenage hair. "I don't know. This is... impossible to explain."
"Maybe we don't try to explain everything at once," you suggest. "Maybe we just say that some old friends are visiting for a while?"
"But they'll see Ben," Sarah says, her brow furrowed. "They know their father."
"Maybe... maybe we can say he's a cousin from out of town who looks a lot like Dad when he was younger?" Alexa offers, her quick thinking proving useful once again.
It's a flimsy excuse, but it might buy you some time.
Just then, the sound of a key turning in the front door echoes through the house, followed by the boisterous voices of children. Ben and Sarah exchange a panicked glance.
"That's them," Sarah whispers. "Okay, everyone, try to act normal. As normal as possible, considering..."
Two children burst into the living room – a girl who looks to be around ten, and a boy a couple of years younger. They stop short, their eyes widening as they take in the unfamiliar sight of their teenage father sitting on the couch with their mother, accompanied by two other teenagers they don't recognize.
"Mom? Dad? Who are they?" the young boy asks, pointing at you and Alexa with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.
Sarah forces a smile. "Hi, sweethearts. These are... some old friends of your dad's who are visiting for a little while. And this..." She hesitates, glancing at Ben, "...this is... uh... your dad's cousin, Ben. He's visiting from... far away."
The children stare at teenage Ben, their expressions a study in disbelief. The resemblance is undeniable, yet the age is all wrong.
"He looks just like you, Dad," the little girl says, her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "But... younger."
Ben offers a nervous smile. "Yeah, well, it runs in the family, I guess."
The situation is incredibly awkward, the air thick with unspoken questions and the weight of the unbelievable truth. You can see the confusion and suspicion in the children's eyes. This charade can only last so long.
As the evening wears on, the strain of maintaining the facade becomes increasingly difficult. The children pepper Ben with questions about his "cousin," noticing his familiar mannerisms and shared memories with Sarah. It's clear they are starting to suspect something is very wrong.
Later that night, after the children are finally asleep, you, Ben, Sarah, and Alexa gather in the kitchen, the weight of the day pressing down on you.
"We can't keep this up," Sarah says, her voice weary. "They're smart kids. They'll figure it out."
"But what do we tell them?" Ben asks, running a frustrated hand through his hair. "How do you explain something like this to your children?"
"Maybe... maybe we have to tell them the truth," you say slowly. "Or at least part of it. Tell them about the wave, about the change. Maybe not the de-aging part right away. Just that something strange happened to their dad."
It's a risky move, but the alternative – continuing this increasingly unbelievable lie – seems even worse.
Sarah looks at Ben, her eyes filled with concern. "Are you ready for that? To tell them... this?"
Ben takes a deep breath. "I don't know if I'm ready, but I don't see any other way. They deserve to know something."
The decision is made. Tomorrow, they will tell their children a story that sounds like something out of a science fiction movie, a story that is their new, unbelievable reality. The road ahead is uncertain, filled with challenges and the daunting task of rebuilding lives in drastically altered circumstances. But as you look at Ben and Sarah, their hands clasped tightly together, you know that their love and the bonds of family will be their strongest allies in navigating this bizarre new world. And you and Alexa will be there too, fellow travelers on this unexpected journey, ready to face whatever the Arbitrary Abeyance throws your way next.