“Miss, you are not allowed in here, and you know it,” one f*****g guard tells me at the doorway. I knew this would happen. They have been communicating with their eyes ever since they saw me leave my cage. I actually didn’t think I would come this far without them stopping me.
“I know,” I respond without causing any unnecessary fuss. They are not my problems anyway, and they are just doing their job. “But I need to speak with the owners of this home,” I add.
“Do they know you are coming?” One kind guy asks.
I shake my head. “But you can inform them I am outside,” I respond.
I am certain they will drag their rotten asses here to come and see what brought me here. They might think that I have surrendered.
“Give me a sec, miss,” the kind guard responds, and he turns the doorknob and walk
