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boyfriend was the father of her daughter, and he loudly claimed that that was the only reason he kept returning to her. I'm inclined to believe it was more than that, since she was pregnant at the time and later gave birth to a son, which he also claimed as his. My only question is, when did they stop fighting long enough to achieve that?

Even worse, during the summer months, she would often sit out in the backyard with some friends, smoking something. The reason I call it "something" is that I'm not entirely certain of what it was, but when they were out there and a breeze would blow through our opened back windows, the scent of pot would fill the room. I don't know if it was hers or if it was her friends', but somebody owes me for all the Febreeze I had to use to kill the stench.

During all this, my husband and I established a rapport with the neighbor who lived on the opposite side of our troublesome neighbor. Between the three of us, we mounted a quiet assault against our neighbor: calling the banshee's landlord to complain, trying to get the cops to come by and break up the fights, etc. But to no avail. The landlord was nigh on impossible to get ahold of, and our mutual neighbor had a habit of jetting out of the house shortly after any altercation, missing the police by mere minutes (methinks this was a practiced move.) It seemed nothing we could do could rid us of this turbulent neighbor.

Until one day, one blessed Thursday in April, when my husband and I returned home from work to see our accomplice running down the sidewalk toward us with great news; our neighbor had been evicted. Apparently, while her landlord was virtually impossible to get ahold of via phone or mail, he was easy to find when he didn't get his rent checks. And after six months of not getting those checks, he became utterly visible, complete with eviction papers. Within a week, she was gone, and a sense of calm finally settled on our street.

Now there are two college girls living in there. They're not the brightest crayons in the box, and have a habit of playing their radio rather loudly at times. But all in all, they're far better than the banshee.

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