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Everything is Everything

Pepper writes stories that span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, however the common theme is crossing boundaries. Pepper's unique stories often tackle taboo topics such as mental illness and homelessness. Readers will find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire. In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at: pepperpace.author@yahoo.com In 1977 12-year old Vanessa White lives just out of reach of the projects that both scare and entice her. It is the year that she meets 14-year old Scotty Tremont, one of the few white boys to live in the ghetto. Initially afraid that Scotty intends to beat her up because her cousin called him white trash, Vanessa soon learns that although Scotty is a ‘Trick Baby’ and will probably be a dope boy just like his brother, he also somehow manages to be compassionate. Scotty is learning something as well; that his path has not been laid out before him and that everything isn’t necessarily everything. This book series takes the reader back to the 70’s style urban lit stories of life in the ghetto. It begins in the 70s and moves throughout the decades following the lives of people whose stories have intertwined in a romantic, tragic, sometimes funny, tale of street life. This story is for adult readers only and contains mature themes including language, sex, violence, drugs and racism.

Pepper Pace · Urbain
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158 Chs

Chapter 128

When at work Vanessa only thought about Crash and whether or not he missed her, if he was crying for her. She would feel like the most horrible mother.

She would take too long at dinner break because she had to run home just to hold and feed her son. Or she spent all of her breaks on the phone cooing to him and being assured that he was pooping and sleeping and eating well by the baby-sitter. Once she had been so distracted that Miss Lydia had called her into the office to tell her to get her shit together.

"How can I help you Vanessa?" The woman asked stiffly. Her pinched nose was in the air and although she was sitting, Miss Lydia still managed to look down her nose at Vanessa who stood in front of the woman's modern chrome and glass desk.

"I'm sorry ma'am … I'll get right to the point. I have to leave the show."