But she finally managed to release her bladder. The thrill of doing something she wasn’t supposed to do washed over her as quickly as the pee ran down her legs, and she grinned. She wished she had to poop, but she’d already done so this morning, not knowing that Emily wouldn’t be accompanying her today. If she had known, she would have waited.
She unlocked the door and headed into the house. It was hard to see the side porch from the street, but there was no sense in staying outside longer than she had to. The side door to the house led her into the kitchen, where she laid the mail on the counter with the piles from the previous days. Now, to get cleaned up, she thought.