"Get off of there, young lady; your mother will kill me if you end up falling off of this bridge." And she didn't doubt it either. Built like a tank mated with a bear, Kelly's mother was burly and one of the scariest things Jackie had ever seen. She brushed the tops of door frames with her 1980s larger-than-life, hairspray up dos, and her make up looked like a drag queen on steroids. The whole effect was rainbow scary like a clown with a really big grin on its face.
Jackie had never much liked working for Kelly's mother. Kelly was one of the best behaved little girls she had ever sitted for, but her mother was frightening. Jackie couldn't bring herself to quit; Kelly's mom was just way too intimidating. "What do you mean?" Kelly asked, her voice tripping up a little over a gap between her teeth. "My mom totally let's me climb on railings." Kelly was a very intense child, and she put a lot of emphasis unnecessarily on certain words in her sentences. Jackie found it endearing mostly, but right now it was anything but cute.
"Come on, kiddo. It's time to get home and start your homework."
"But I hate homework!" She groaned in response.