When Mom opened the bathroom door I checked that the hallway was clear and then ran to Jacquelyn’s room. Thankfully she wasn’t there yet, and I saw that Mrs. Doleshire had laid several blankets on the floor for me. I dove under the blankets and made sure to pull them all the way up to my chin. I then wiped my tears away; I didn’t want Jacquelyn thinking I was a crybaby.
Not too long after that Jacquelyn came in wearing a pair of pink footie-pajamas that had a little cork screw tale in the back just like a little piggy. I was instantly reminded of that one Christmas movie where the boys’ aunt sends him a set of bunny-rabbit footie-pajamas complete with long ears and a big fluffy tail.