How to Handle My Nasty Neighbors Part Two: Nasty Neighbors, #2

By Margaret Brown

My nasty neighbors are not aware that some old woman (me) has announced 'war' on them!  I will use every trick in the book or create some of my own to do 'whatever' it takes to bring them down!  And to think, all I wanted was some peace of mind!  This is part two!  Be sure to read part one, before starting this book.

• Language: English
• Publisher: From the Desk of Margaret Brown
• Release date: May 29, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215462379

Margaret Brown

K.K.'s story is about how she was mislabeled as being a slow learner, while it was believed she had dyslexia. It wasn't until she was in middle school before she was diagnosed as having, 'photophobia,' a condition caused by the eye, itself. Photophobia is caused by the aqueous humour in the eye. The aqueous humour is a fluid at the front of the eye, which helps to maintain the shape of the eye. Light passes through this fluid on its way to the retina. The shape of the eye can determine eye fatigue, such as handling glare from a computer, dealing with lighting conditions, which can distort what one sees, as well as having difficulties with organizational issues, such as not seeing items that may be directly in full view.

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A New Neighbor

Someone moved into the home of Motorcycle Momma. A few days before it was obvious someone had occupied this residence, Ronald Wells’ parents visited the place. I don’t know ‘why’ they were there.  The house became empty on February and now seeing Ronald’s parents, three months later was strange, indeed.  I truly thought the home would become the property of the city, since the porch was never taken down.  I know the city must have placed a lien against the home, and if they did, they can’t collect, until the property is sold.

The old couple was there and had the freedom, without having to deal with Motorcycle Momma and her kin, to look around.  The last time I had seen them was in January 2021, when they came to retrieved some of their son’s belongings.  I felt sorry for them, because Ronald’s things had been put in trash bags, sitting on the porch. I just thought it was tacky. 

Now, seeing them reappear, after more than a year, was quite a shock!  Motorcycle Momma and her live-in boyfriend had left in July 2021 and she allowed her kin, her son and two other women, to stay.  They stayed until February.  Motorcycle Momma came back with a moving van and quickly packed up.  I thought the law was on their tail!

Being intuitive, I have to assume that Ronald’s parents either went to court over the rightful ownership of the property, which would belong to his three children, or paid Motorcycle Momma for her share of the property.

A few days later, someone came to turn on the power and check out the central heat and air, while the very next day, a small moving van shows up and is unloaded. I noticed a young man with brown hair, wearing glasses, get out, but I didn’t see anyone else. Since there is no vehicle parked in front of the house or in the yard, I had to believe that Mason, Ronald’s son is living in the house, and a friend of his helped him move.

As far as I know, Mason doesn’t drive.  I never saw him drive his father’s car, or any other vehicle. Whenever he needed to go somewhere, his father would take him, or he would get a ride with a friend.

Now, I don’t know for sure if it is Mason, who’s now living in that house.  Recently, I noticed a person sitting on the porch, under a bright, red umbrella.  The person had blonde hair tied up in a bun.  At first, I thought it was a girl, but couldn’t be sure, because all I saw was the person’s back.  Now, Mason does have long, blonde hair and has worn it in a bun.

Mason does keep a Facebook page and on it is a caricature of a person, with the line, A girl or something else.  It’s possible that either Mason is gay or bisexual.  Perhaps, the male who helped with the move has a relationship with Mason.

At one time, I would have been offended about gay or bisexual relationships, but I was young and naïve.  Everyone has the right to live their lives, just like everyone has the right to have their own, uninterrupted space.

Sooner or later, I will