That girl came back a few minutes ago. Now she’s coming at night? Sheesh! Leave us alone.
This time mom was home, but she didn’t want to look through the peephole because she said, “I’m gonna miss my show…” She looked through my window and saw the girl getting into the car and said, “I don’t know who she is.” Well, that makes two of us!
Since neither of us recognize her, then it must be someone for my brother. I dunno.