I have had the eeriest feeling lately. I keep thinking there is someone following me or standing in my backyard. When I look there is no one there, of course.
When I just slipped out back to avoid talking to Röbby about some ridiculous camping trip he wants the family to take, I swear I could smell smoke, and not cigarette smoke. It smelled like the old wacky tabaccy, if you catch my drift. At first I thought maybe Karen’s sons were home from school, but her house was dark.
I am sure it is nothing, but it does make me feel a teensy bit uncomfortable.
mythreeangles 
You need security cameras ASAP. We all know that Renatta is a druggie AND she’s friends with Karen so there is a good chance she is smoking the pots in Karen’s yard.
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She may even be having drug parties in my lovely neighborhood. I am on it!
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Maybe you can have Renatta deported finally do to drug charges.
Your such a hero in you’re community already LahLee, it’s only right that your the one that catches her. Maybe start a charity that helps deport people who smoke pot!
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That sounds like a wonderful charity. Perhaps you could do a little legwork for me here and get the old ball rolling.
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