Her white Honda Civic taunted me. It was parked right in
front of my driveway, blocking me in. If I wanted to go out, which I did, I
would have to run upstairs and ask her to move it, playing right into her bony,
manipulative hands. She always did this shit and I had no fucking way out.
I sat in my apartment fuming. I didn’t want to see her,
especially not today. The boys had given me hell today and just as the doorbell
rang, heralding another unexpected visit, I was rushing them downstairs to eat
and nap so I could take a break. As long as that white Honda civic stayed
parked in front of my apartment, a break was the last thing I was going to get.
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