*****

We greet her with immediate sounds of hatred and a wave of tear gas.

Every single morning.

For years.

It might go on the rest of her life.

We’re just fine with that!

After all…

If she weren’t scared to leave her van (we have the master key and could drive it away just as if we owned it) ~ she might go someplace and SING TOO.

We can’t have that.

Not in the Land of the Free.

NOsir.