Seeing this page, I can just imagine the moment when Charlene looked in the mirror and thought, “Holy crap, I am turning into my mother.” Seriously, the resemblance is uncanny–except I can’t imagine Charlene wearing a pantsuit like that.
I admit, with all the reality-jumping going on, I was starting to lose track of what has been happening. But then I read David Gerrold’s The Man Who Folded Himself, and now I’m having a much easier time following the comic.
Seeing this page, I can just imagine the moment when Charlene looked in the mirror and thought, “Holy crap, I am turning into my mother.” Seriously, the resemblance is uncanny–except I can’t imagine Charlene wearing a pantsuit like that.
I admit, with all the reality-jumping going on, I was starting to lose track of what has been happening. But then I read David Gerrold’s The Man Who Folded Himself, and now I’m having a much easier time following the comic.