My Neighbor Called the Cops on My Kids Because ‘Children Shouldn’t Be Screaming Outside’ – So I Went to War with Her

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The last time I checked, we had two cans of soup left in the pantry, half a loaf of almost-stale bread, and no fruit. I had $23 in my checking account and three shifts left until payday.

I pulled open my dresser drawer, looked at the gold locket I hadn’t worn since my mother passed, and wondered if the pawn shop still took jewelry without cases. I continue reading …