Our Meddling Neighbor Had Our Cars Towed from Our Own Driveway — But She Ended Up Paying a Heavy Price
Jack and I had only just moved into a quiet, suburban rental house — a simple one-story place with tan bricks, faded green shutters, and a lawn that hadn’t seen water in weeks. It wasn’t a forever home. Just a short-term stay for a work assignment. We barely had our boxes unpacked when trouble found us. That “trouble” came in the form of Lindsey — our neighbor across the street. She showed up at our door on our first day with a tray of perfectly arranged cookies and a rehearsed smile. But something about her energy felt off. Her eyes weren’t just looking at us — they were searching behind us, scanning our hallway and living room like she was gathering intel. After a few pleasantries, she dropped her real reason for coming: “Just a heads-up — our HOA only allows one car in each…
Jack and I had only just moved into a quiet, suburban rental house — a simple one-story place with tan bricks, faded green shutters, and a lawn that hadn’t seen water in weeks. It wasn’t a forever home. Just a short-term stay for a work assignment. We barely had our boxes unpacked when trouble found us. That “trouble” came in the form of Lindsey — our neighbor across the street. She showed up at our door on our first day with a tray of perfectly arranged cookies and a rehearsed smile. But something about her energy felt off. Her eyes weren’t just looking at us — they were searching behind us, scanning our hallway and living room like she was gathering intel. After a few pleasantries, she dropped her real reason for coming: “Just a heads-up — our HOA only allows one car in each…
