Probably because she wanted to keep dreaming. But that wouldn’t pay the bills, so she reluctantly got up and went about her normal morning routine. An hour and a half after her alarm went off, Kristi opened the front door to bring Janie to the next door neighbor, Ella Thompson, for the day. Mrs. Thompson was in her early fifties and had been widowed for the last five years. To supplement what little she had to live on, she took in neighborhood children to baby-sit when their parents or guardians went to work. Janie was in the bathroom as Kristi stepped out onto the porch, and she was immediately glad the child wasn’t on her heels like she normally would be. Planted in the middle of her front lawn was a white poster board sign stapled to a wooden stake. The message was clear, but it wasn’t something a child of Janie’s age should see. It read: Hands Off, BITCH! He’s MINE! Without a moment’s hesitation, she marched onto the lawn and plucked up the sign.
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