Ellen stood at the top of the stairs, flashing her signature gap-toothed smile beneath a bright red, fluffy clown wig.
When Dad asked where she thought she was going with that silly thing on her head, she explained that she wanted to surprise her teacher. Dad chuckled, agreeing that her teacher would definitely be surprised.
She proudly walked out the door, the oversized wig bobbing in the wind on her way to the car. It was so big that it scraped against the roof liner as she climbed into the back seat. Before pulling away, Dad insisted she take it off for the drive, noting that the massive red hair was completely blocking his view out of the back window.