"Going on a trip, in our favorite rocket ship!" Pt. 2

Ten minutes later, she came out with her waist-length thick, frizzy, dark amber brown curls in a slick-back ponytail, teeth brushed, and armpits smelling fresh.

Putting on Pluto’s leash and vest, she is out the door with both suitcases rolling around with minimal difficulties.

It took a couple minutes to get everything, and everyone, situated in the black SUV, but once they were, her house became a dot in the distance shortly enough.