Staying perfectly still in Mrs. Wellington's dress pocket, you ponder your mom's reaction again: Maybe she'll be okay with it, after all at least you're not dead. Then again, she'll do what most parents do: say this incident is all your fault, when really it was a white light's fault!
Still, you listen as Mrs. Wellington makes her way to the front door of your house and rings the doorbell. During the wait for the front door to open, you get an idea: Of course! You can get back at your sister Kim! You recall she did distract you while you studied for your History test, and didn't even stop, so you can get her back by saying it was her fault that you shrunk to 2 inches tall.
Your mother opens the front door and Mrs. Wellington walks in. You have finally decided on what you will do when she takes you out to show you to your mother. You...
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