Across the street is hood as hell. The first time I introduced myself she told me she breastfeed her son until he was 3 and he slept in their bed until he was 8.
Almost every night, rain sleet hail or more than likely upcoming snow, she sits on her front porch and talks on her phone.
THE woman of Brewster place on acid.
This week I came home and heard her say to someone on the phone who is probably being hood where they live...
"When she did that she fucked up"