I drive downtown. I knocked in the door and rung the doorbell. Mrs. Willington opens the door. "Oh, hey, Claire! How've you been?" she politely asked. "I'm fine. Thanks for asking." I smile as I take my purse off. "Okay, well my husband isn't feeling very well. Is it okay if you could watch him while I pick my daughter up from school?" she asked, looking me up and down. "Uh...yeah" I hesitated. She smiled and ran out, with her red hair jangling down her back.
