Notes From the Front Line: An Eviction

By Matt Delito on at

"Sarah, you're sitting on a sofa, talking to a police officer," Pete interjected. "You are quite obviously not making a sandwich, and you're not going to either. You're going to get your stuff, and leave." Right on cue, Roger re-entered the room with a binliner. "Here's your stuff," he said. "Get out."