Plumbing for a Scapegoat
She spent five years hunting for a saboteur. The one she was looking for was her.
Game Over, Try Again
My tolerance for the bullshit is wearing thin. The neighbor who is incapable of managing her emotions today felt the need to, in front of the council and the few attendees who had arrived by that time, show her true colors in public. How embarrassing… for her.
Tales From Patient Zero
The demands of working through illness and being the source of spreading sickness.
The Ultimate Compliment
A neighbor's offhand compliment becomes proof I escaped my mother's script entirely. On being told you're nothing like the woman who raised you.
Dear Stupid Ass Neighbors,
A letter my neighbors will never read. About gossip, corruption, and the survival logic that outlives the war that made it. Turns out it sounds familiar.
