There was a ruckus coming from the single wide
trailer next door. Edgar said, “Shit Betty they're at it again.”
“Yeah? Well don't talk to me abut it, I am
busy, Jerry's on!”
Edgar
mumbled something as he looked out the window at the single next door. He could see the shadows of movement and the
noise was just getting worse.
This kind of crap happens when the checks get
in. The whole park gets loud on the 1st
and 15th of every month.
Everybody gets liquored up and gets rowdy.
But the zombies next door just creped
him out.
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