"That's not fair!" Lorna protested. But there was nothing she could do.

Only two months earlier, Lorna was a retired woman of 63. But after crashing her car into a truck and being doused by the strange chemicals it carried, she was slowly growing younger by the day. Now she was only 16, and the Homeowners Council had voted unanimously to force her to sell and vacate the townhouse in the gated adult community where she had resided for the last 20 years. She had been found guilty of violating the community's adults-only rule by allowing somebody under the age of 21 (herself) to live under her roof!

"But I'm not really 16. I'm older than most of you," Lorna pleaded. But the Council president wasn't persuaded. "When you signed the covenant, you knew about the no-children policy," he said. "And look at you now! You not only dress like a teen, you act like one. And we adults have no need to have a disruptive teen and her friends run amok in our peaceful community. Worse, as you continue to act your current age, we face the prospect of having a screaming, running little girl wrecking our peace, while not keeping up her property. We know how untidy and irresponsible kids can be. And eventually, we would have to put up with a squalling infant at all hours. No thanks! So be gone!"

"Bummer!" Lorna uttered on hearing the Council's ruling. She had no recourse but to comply, and to relocate to the local Hospice for Homeless Girls. But she got the last word. Hoisting her skirt, she mooned the entire Council and screamed, "Digest that! Now excuse me while I go out for ice cream and think out how you overweight and diabetic old fudds can't have any!"


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