six years.
Our children had played together when they were younger.
We watered each other’s plants when one family went out of town.
And to be fair, Denise wasn’t a horrible neighbor.
She was simply careless in a very particular way.
The moment something crossed into her house, she seemed to forget that it still belonged to someone else.
My ladder came back with dried mud caked around the bottom.
The roasting pan returned with a dent in one corner.
The cooler smelled like fruit punch for days.
Whenever I
