Another Sleepless Night Near Grape Hall
The “couple” who everyone knows were at it again a few nights ago. Screaming, yelling, throwing. Kids crying, doors slamming.
2am and the man roars out of the drive with the engine gunning and the woman is in the front of the house long after he left, sobbing away and crying out loud to God but mostly crying out to the neighbours on the street.
Not my business but I would have gone over except another two neighbours went there first. Better the women go anyway because I’m a man and that’s the last thing that woman wants to see right now.
Who is at fault? After a year of this nobody cares anymore. The police have come and gone so many times that they don’t come anymore. The school teacher came one time to visit the children, but we haven’t seen anyone else.
She won’t leave him. He won’t leave. Sometimes the house is peaceful for a few weeks and they look all lovey-dovey and you wonder if you’ve gone crazy and maybe you’ve imagined the whole thing – and then its 2am again on a work night and the whole street is up.
One of my neighbours sent around the photo that appears above. No one knows where it comes from, but the email suggested that we all get together and build the sign right in front of the home.
God knows, everybody has tried everything else – except maybe a few of us taking the “husband” aside for a little chat in the dark of the night sometime, but that is like surrendering to his ways.
There’s going to be a murder some night. Everybody knows it, but nobody can guess if it will be him or her that gets carried off with the sheet over the face.
After everybody has tried everything, sometimes there is just nothing that you can do.