So yeah, this lady is standing next to her car obviously trying to calm down and straighten up. She smooths out her dress, runs her fingers through her hair, and takes some deep breaths. Then she walks over to her trunk and pops it open. As it's opening, she glances around a bit. I don't want to say furtively, because she made it look innocent enough. But as soon as she saw me, she hesitated for just a heartbeat, closed her trunk without getting anything out, and walks up to the house without looking back.
By the way, you should know what the lady looked like. She definitely had a "mom" vibe about her. Old enough to be one of my friend's moms, though one of the younger ones, and that look about her that says she's used to bossing her kids around. She was wearing a dress that was blue, I think. Or orange. Crap, I can't remember. Forget the dress. Suffice it to say, she was dressed. Two arms, two legs, hair, etc. Unfortunately, I'm crap at remembering details.
Anyway, she walks up to the house and knocks a couple of times, waits with her hand still up like she forgot what she was doing for a second, then she knocks again. The door opens a bit, and I kid you not, the lights inside glowed yellow. Not the yellow like most lights put out, but this bright, flickering yellow. Not flickering like flames, but flickering like... I don't know, like lights are turning on and off in different rooms or something.