Chronicles of a Crackhead Lady: Revelation of Ashley and Patrice

Apr 17, 2019
1 min read

NORTH LAS VEGAS, NV - I came to my living room and saw Ashley singing and dancing on the couch. She stopped and laughed (she’s sober today). Then said, what, a girl can’t have fun? I asked her, can I ask you some questions? She said sure. The conversation went like this.

Me: When you lived with your husband did you live in a house or an apartment?

Her: House. We had 2, one we lived in one we rent out.

Me: You had your own car?

Her: yeah, I had 2 he had 2.

Me: how many languages do you speak?

Her: 2. Belizean creole and English.

Me: Belizean creole is not a language and I’ve heard you speak Spanish.

Her: okay Spanish and English.

She then said; Mandy been talking haven’t she?

Me: How many degrees do you have?

Her: (biting her bottom lip) you’re asking about Patrice. Patrice was a different life. I’m Ashley.

She got up, kissed me on the cheek and said: I truly appreciate everything you’ve done for me. I’ll see you later tonight. Then left.