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

Jack sat up, rubbing his eyes. “What is that?”

I pulled the curtain back and froze. “Jack. Outside. Now.”

We flew down the hallway, threw the door open—barefoot, half-dressed.

Two tow  trucks. Both in our driveway. Both our cars halfway lifted off the ground.

“Hey!” I shouted. “What the hell is going on?”

One of the tow truck guys didn’t even look up. “Violation of HOA regulation. Only one car per home. Orders came in this morning.”

“From who?” Jack snapped. “There’s no posted warning! No notice!”

That’s when we saw her. Lindsey.

She stood on the sidewalk in a lavender bathrobe, arms folded across her chest, coffee mug in hand. Her smile was wider than ever. Like she had just won something.

“WOW,” I said, loud enough for her to hear. “You really did it, huh?”

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