Our Meddling Neighbor Got Our Cars Towed from Our Own Driveway—She Paid a Great Price in Return

We had barely finished unpacking the coffee maker when the doorbell rang.

Jack groaned. “We don’t even have curtains up yet.”

I checked the peephole. “Well, looks like the Welcome Committee’s here.”

He peeked. “Yikes. She’s holding cookies.”

I opened the door.

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