The wicked witch is gone

Snarl face, the woman who I wrote about here who lives in the main house next to ours is gone. The other day she yelled at me and told me to get out of her house. The problem is, it is not her house. I went to the man whose house it is (her brother) and at first he offered to have me live at his resort. When I told him she said it was her house he proved it was not by throwing her out. I guess I should feel bad... I will put that on the to do list for next week this week I will be happy she is gone.