the empty road - 9. the mother

by bofa xesjum

part nine of forty

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eileen. my mom. a nice person. really, everybody said so. she always wore a smile. and treated everybody exactly the same. no matter who or what they were. excuse me, can you give a specific example? i can give you a whole lot of examples. i only want one, so let’s get on with it. there was an old lady who lived next door to us. hold on, you mean the next trailer in the trailer park, right? trailer park? what trailer park? sir, we never lived in any trailer park! my records show that the prester faimily lived in a trailer park outside denver. i do not know where denver is, let alone lived in a trailer park there. denver is in the state of colorado, they have snowy mountains and bears and hippies there. i demand to know where you got the idea that i ever lived in a trailer park. please calm down, sir, i can only go by what i have in this report i have here. then, i strongly suggest you tear up that report and get yourself a more accurate one, if you please. i strongly suggest that you get up and leave the room because this interview is over, have a nice day. next