The Blue Cab Hooker
I moved out last October which would make it just about 7 months of living on my own, really on my own, no parents, no room mate, and thank God no husband.
The girls and I moved to a quiet town home community in a much better school district although further from work but I can't complain, instead of being a hop skip and a jump it's roughly 4.5 miles.
Life's been good although a juggle and a fair amount of worry but hey, I come home tired and feel good, not because of that but because I can finally relax.
These past few months my eldest has been speculating upon our neighbor who shares the wall next to us, we live in an end unit. I've often wondered my self; between shifts I always see her car. She's a single mom and I've often grumbled under my breath about how she most likely gets enough support. I mean how else can she afford to be home all the time?
My girls bedroom window faces the parking lot, the eldest has her bed right next to the window, she reads a lot so she's up there enough times to witness the comings and goings of our neighbor and what is reported a different guy each time. Uh huh. Okay so she goes through boy friends like cheap toilet paper.
The eldest has suspected for some time now that she's a hooker. Maybe she is maybe she isn't, it's certainly none of my business. But it does trouble me some; she's got twin boys my youngest age and my eldest is thinking these things. Even so it's none of my business. All I care about is they're quiet. Besides, what does some teen know anyway? She's probably wrong. Not my business.
Tonight's update: "yeah she's a hooker, why else would she be all made up and get in a cab, the same blue cab? It happens almost every night. She's gotta be a hooker mom, why else would a cab come by and pick her up when she's already got a car? She's never made up like that when she gets in her car."
Sort of hard to ignore let alone argue logic like that.
But it doesn't matter; it's none of our business although it makes for an interesting neighbor. I wonder if it's true, not that it really matters, to us anyway, as long as she's quiet, that's what I care about.
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