I'd just gotten the census for a new family in West Hebron, on the same road as a family I was already working with. They were scheduled to move in that week, so I pulled off the road into the site where the trailer had been plopped down in the middle of a field, no driveway, just tire tracks. I 'd seen bicycles off the roadside, and thought that maybe the kids I had been working with, just a distance up the country road, were visiting the 2 young girls of the new family. As I got out of the car, I could hear music, very loud, coming fom inside the trailer. When I knocked on the door, the music suddenly went silent, and no one came to the door. A lot of strange things occur in this job, so I didn't think too much of it, but got back in my car and went to the other house. No one was home there either, again another fairly regular occurrence, so I got back in my car and on the way back decided to stop in again at the new household. This time, I didn't even bother geting out of my car, but just beeped the horn. As soon as I did so, the 2 girls came bouncing out of the trailer right over to my car, and leaned into the car window to tell me, "We saw you when you were here before, but our parents told us never to answer the door if we were home alone." (The parents, in the process of moving in on that late summer afternoon, had had to make a last trip to deliver some more stuff, and had briefly left the girls, aged 8 and 10, with those strict orders.)
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