Trish’s head snapped towards it, then back to Sally. She opened her mouth to speak but Sally slipped a pacifier in before she got a chance. “Trishy, mommy wants you to keep this binky in your mouth. Now, let me see who’s at the door.”
Trish couldn’t believe Sally said that, she shook her head violently. She tried to tell her no, but it was just muffled by the pacifier. She wanted to escape, but she wanted to do it without a poopy diaper on.
She couldn’t see the door from her position, but she heard Sally crack it open, “Yes? Can I help you?”
“Oh, I didn’t know Liz had anyone over, we’ve got Tennis practice together and we need to get a move on.”
“Really so Liz had a play date huh? Well come on in sweetie, what’s your name?”