After a week of sun, sand, and rest, Kendall was stunned to find her new neighbor Seth had built a huge fence on her property. As a single mom, she couldn’t let it go. What did she do to make him learn a lesson?
Life as a single mom isn’t easy, but I’ve been getting by. I’m Kendall, 40 years old, and I’ve been raising my two boys, Dwight (10) and Mitch (8), all by myself for the past year. Their father and I split up when I found him cheating with another woman.
Well, that’s a story for another time. About two months ago, I bought a new house and moved in with my kids. It’s in a quiet neighborhood with a lovely forest nearby.
Everything about our new neighborhood seemed perfect until I met my next-door neighbor, Seth. We had been clashing from the start. I’ll never forget our first interaction.
It had been a day since we moved in when I heard a knock at my door. I opened it and saw him standing at my doorstep with a folder in his hand. “Hello there, neighbor!” he said, offering his hand.
“I’m Seth. Welcome to the neighborhood!”
I shook his hand. How nice!
I thought. If only I knew what was coming in the days ahead. “I wanted to discuss something important with you,” he continued, opening his folder.
“The previous owners signed this contract allowing me to build a fence on the property line.”
I arched a brow. “Okay…?”
“So, I’ll be starting construction next week,” he said flatly. I was stunned.
“Excuse me? You’re not even asking for my permission?”
“Well, I have the contract right here—”
“That contract was with the previous owners,” I interrupted. “I’m the owner now, and I don’t want a fence blocking my view and sunlight.”
That’s when his face flushed.
“But I need this fence for privacy!” he yelled. “I’ve been planning this for months!”
“Why should I care about what the FORMER owner said?” I asked, but I never got a straight answer. I just saw Seth storm out of my house.
Since that day, he’s been arguing with me almost every week about this fence. Apparently, he wants to host posh garden parties without his guests seeing into my yard. Well, excuse me for existing!
I couldn’t let him build that fence. I didn’t buy this house to stare at wooden planks instead of the beautiful sky and trees. Little did I know, things were about to get much worse.
A few weeks ago, I decided to take my boys on a much-needed vacation. Dwight and Mitch were bursting with excitement. “Mom, can we go to the beach?” Dwight asked.
Mitch chimed in, “Yeah! And can we build a huge sandcastle?”
“Of course, boys!” I said as I hugged them. “We’ll do all that and more!”
We left for a week, looking forward to sun, sand, and rest.
If only I’d known what was waiting for us when we got back. As we pulled into our driveway, I noticed something odd. My stomach dropped as I realized what had happened.
“Boys, stay in the car for a minute,” I said as I got out. My blood heated with each step I took toward our house. As I peeked to the right, I realized what had happened.
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