We pulled into a gravel parking space next to a trailer near the back of the park. The trailer was painted a faint yellow, with white trim. There was a dull gray shed built next to it. The yard was clean, compared to the neighbors’ to the left. Their yard was littered with broken tricycles, a dingy swing set and fast food containers. Comparatively, the trailer we were at wasn’t the newest in the neighborhood, but it appeared to be the cleanest and most well maintained.--The Other Side of Envy
