Epilogue

The next morning Joanne woke up groggily, surprised that she was on top of her covers and not under them. Even more surprising was the fact that she was on her stomach, which she rarely slept on. Most surprising of all, however, was the fact that she was butt naked!

She then looked around the room, and noticed that it was her normal room, from her house back home. Wait... hadn't she been planning on a vacation for the family for the past few months? And hadn't she been somewhere cold recently?

"Guys," she walked up to her pajama-clad daughters, who had already made toast for themselves and were eating it on the dining room table, "aren't we supposed to be on vacation."

"It's a vacation for you, mom," Sam chirped back as Lacey covered her grin with her mouth, "a vacation from clothes!"

Just outside the window, the dump truck came and poured the garbage cans' contents into its bed. Among them was the entirety of Joanne's wardrobe.