The Landlord vs. the Crazy Sister-in-Law
I'd just come home from collecting rent when I heard my sister-in-law, Bernice Drummond, talking trash about me behind my back.
"Val, look at Randall. He never goes to work. He's got no ambition at all! What's the point of staying with him? Honestly, I know a boss who's easy on the eyes and, more importantly, actually has potential…"
Bernice left home to work in Galanor and pulled overtime almost every night. I guessed it bothered her, watching me hang around the apartment all day.