Heather found out a pretty neat idea how she could prove her rights to the locked house. "I am sure you have got a phone. This house was bought for me by my mother, Jill. Just call her - 4903001 - and ask everything you need".
A woman scratched her chin, but finally reached out to her pocked and dialed a number given by the naked girl. After a long period, a woman's voice could be heard.
"Hello?"
"Hello. Is this Jill?"
"Yes... but who I am speaking to?"
"My name is Gia, I am in a bizarre situation. Next to me is a young woman, her name is..."
"Heather", quickly interrupted the naked girl, clearly observed by another passerbys.
"Heather, and she says she's your daughter."
"Oh Heather?" the voice in the phone answered. "What's wrong, is she OK?"
"Yes, but..." the woman continued - "she stands naked at front of house and she claims that she was just locked out".
"NAKED?" Jill shouted. "Heather, what did you do?!"
Before Heather could answer, already with red cheeks, the woman interrupted.
"She claims that the house is hers. Could you confirm?"
"Yes, I mean..." Jill replied, confused.
"What number of house is in Heather's own?" the lady quickly said.
"Eleven, but..."
"Is the bus stop near the crossroads visible?"
"Y...yes!"
"That's everything. Your naked daughter is no liar. Thank you!"
Without any hesitation, the woman ended a call, leaving Heather utterly humiliated to her own mother.
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