I glanced toward the lawn. “I’m watering my grass.”
“At night?”
“They’re welcome to keep their cars off my property.”
“It needs water at night too.”
Her eyes narrowed.
“You did this because of the cars.”
“If your guests don’t want to get wet, they’re welcome to keep their cars off my property.”
Audrey folded her arms.
Behind her, the woman in blue hurried toward the house, holding her shoes in one hand and muttering angrily.
Audrey folded her arms.
“So this is it? Your big revenge?”
That finally made me smile. “You think very highly of yourself.”
Her face tightened.
Her face tightened.
A minute later, the remaining cars were moved off my lawn.
I shut the sprinklers down and went back inside.
Audrey clearly thought she had just seen the worst I could do.
She hadn’t.
Then I saw the paint cans.
Compared with what I had
