Sukey continued waving to John until she could no longer see him. She then turned toward her house, and began digging in her purse for the key to the front door. After finding it, she turned the key in the door and tried to open it. Unfortunately, she'd forgotten that she hadn't locked it to begin with!<br/><br/>"Sukey Lucille Pookie, you are certainly one of the most forgetful creatures the Lord ever made. Now, turn the key the other way so you can get into your house before the neighbors start starin'," she mumbled to herself before going inside. Once safely out of sight of the neighbors, Sukey changed out of the clothes she'd chosen to wear on vacation with John, and into a sturdy pair of jeans with a nice looking, sea green blouse.<br/><br/>"Now then," she said, talking to herself again, "I need to call my son and let him know that I'm back in town." Her hands settled themselves on her hips and she slowly turned in a circle, "Now what on earth did I do with my purse?" After fifteen minutes of searching the house up and down, Sukey finally discovered her purse hanging on the front doorknob where she'd left it when she came in. She pulled her phone out and hit speed dial #1.<br/><br/>"Hello? What? Mary Kay phone orders? Oh, Lordy, I'm sorry! I've dialed the wrong number! Goodbye."<br/><br/>Sukey hit #2 next and heard,<em>"This is the phone of Dukey Pookie. I must be busy right now or somethin', since I didn't answer. I'll try to call ya back just as soon as I've got time. Just make sure you leave a message... Now!" *Beeep*</em><br/><br/>"Dukey, this is your mother. Mr. Klutz and I have changed our minds about going away together, so he's dropped me off back at my house. I'll be here if y'all need me, so just give me a call if somethin' comes up that y'all kids cain't handle. I love you, son! I'll talk to ya later. 'Bye!"