The House Of Drugs

The house of strange comings and goings continued to intrigue the street. “What can those people be doing in that house?” wondered #1 School Teacher to herself.
“That end of The Boulevarde is always busy with parked cars, motorbikes and even bicycles congesting the flow of traffic. “
She mentioned it to her husband who shook his head and said not to worry about it.

Several times The School Teacher drove down the street only to have her way blocked by cars parked in the middle of the road.
One day when this happened she honked her car horn and indicated to the cars they should move out of the way. She was very cross that people could be so inconsiderate especially when she had such a lot to do before picking up the children from school.

She did notice after the cars had moved and she was driving down to her house one of the cars  was slowly following her down the street. As she unpacked the car she noticed the car come back around the block and park opposite her house. “Hmm, strange”, she thought to herself.

That night at the dinner table she complained to her family about the amount of cars congesting the flow of traffic at that end of The Boulevarde and the strange car that followed her home.
There was a sudden silence and the family sat at staring at her strangely.
 “What’s wrong?”, she asked them.
“Mum you do know that is the the Druggies’ house don’t you?”
“What Druggy?”
“Oh the guy that sells drugs to people.”
 “Well, why are the cars stopping in the middle of the street then?” she asked.
“That’s when they exchange the drugs and the money.”
“ And you know the guy that rides up and down the street on his bike every day?”
“Yes, it’s very annoying because he goes up and down so many times....”
“Mum, that’s because he’s waiting his turn to pick up his drugs!”
“Oh”, said the School Teacher who had suddenly lost her appetite.
 
“Did you know about this?” she asked her husband.
 “Yes love, everybody knows about this.”
‘Hmmm, but I didn’t know”, she said.
“Well now you do!” he replied.
The School Teacher was silent for the rest of the night as she mulled over the implications of having a druggie in the neighbourhood and how this would affect her family.
That night she awoke with a start from a deep sleep with a sudden thought about the car that had followed her down the street and parked outside her house that day.
For the next few months the School Teacher only entered and exited The Boulevarde from the other end and she banned her children from walking past the house of the druggie!