Continued from Part 3 I was moved into yet a third house, and ironically, the issue was identical to that of the previous house situation, only different faces. After a few months of living in this second house, a random 'emergency house meeting' was called one day. All of us residents were called into the living room by two case/house managers and the program director. I sat, totally oblivious; confident that it had nothing to do with me, as I was the only compliant resident among the group. When the program director asked us what issue had caused this emergency meeting, one of the clients, out of the blue, falsely accused me of several things I did not do, including having a crank pipe