yancey and mona rented a little room on the second floor of a run down two story house owned by oliver, yancey’s parole officer.
this was not part of the conditions of yancey’s parole - it was just an arrangement between yancey and oliver.
oliver lived on the first floor. his daughter nikki lived on the second floor, in rooms which took up most of the space on the floor.
an old man named fred lived in the attic. he paid the same rent as yancey and mona.
yancey could not find anything better, and oliver could use the few dollars rent yancey and mona paid for the tiny room, which was not that easy to find takers for.
oliver did not find yancey at all scary. he was not the typical parolee that oliver would have to be some kind of desperate to live in the same building with, or engage in any kind of cash transactions with.
yancey and mona were perfect tenants - they had no friends, or at least no visitors, talked and walked softly, and did not have a television or radio or anything they played music or movies on.
yancey always claimed he was innocent of the crime he had done time in prison for, and oliver was inclined to believe him, although he did not really care, and never committed himself to believing in yancey’s innocence.
yancey had a little white dog, named manfred. manfred slept in the back room of the convenience store, not in yancey’s and mona’s room.
the store was , of course, open 24 hours a day.
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