the Nguyens.
Then Mrs. Patterson.
Soon seven more neighbors were standing along the street.
One after another, they told the same story.
Noise.
Blocked driveways.
Damaged lawn edges.
Motorcycles where motorcycles shouldn’t be.
But underneath all of those complaints was something else.
They had all been silent because each person believed speaking alone would create more trouble than it solved.
The council member listened.
She asked questions.
Then she reviewed my records.
“This is extremely thorough.”
“I started in June.”
“Why June?”
“Because that was when I realized a pattern
