The idea for this story began while I was talking to my neighbor, Diane. We thought it would be cool to write about all of the stuff that goes on on one block of our Ghetto ass neighborhood. Both of us are college educated and find ourselves surrounded by some very strange people. Diane is a disabled nurse, and I am a single mother with no money. So here we are hanging out, shaking our heads and wondering what the hell these people are thinking.
Most of them are alcoholics or drug addicts. Some of them live in the woods next to the gas station in a large city in South Carolina. We all live within three miles of the police department.
The police are an ever present addition to the neighborhood. Bless their hearts, they really try hard to keep it under control but it's a very hard job. I'm just wondering why they don't arrest Lois. They threaten her continuously....but, then, so does everybody else.