Jennifer bolts upright in shock as she hears the front door open. Someone could see her... Oh God Oh God Oh God... have to hide...
But it's too little too late. Mom's already at the door.
"Ah, glad to see you're still home. You haven't forgotten your appointment?"
"Ma-a-a?" is all Jennifer can meek out. Mom's not freaked out? Or in the least bit concerned? He wasn't lying then.
"You know, your appointment at the farm to get sheared. We've got to do it every other month." Mom pushes teasingly at Jennifer's shoulder. "Now come on, get a change of clothes ready and meet me in the car."
"Okay..." Jennifer runs to her room and grabs a shirt and some shorts. At least she gets to skip school...