My Neighbor Totally Ruined My Windows with Paint after I Refused to Pay $2,000 for Her Dog’s Treatment
Let me tell you about the time I nearly lost my mind in what was supposed to be a peaceful suburban neighborhood. My name is Julia, and for more than ten years, I lived in a cozy little house with my husband, Roger, and our ten-year-old son, Dean. Life wasn’t perfect—we were always worried about Roger’s health—but it was home. It was safe. Or at least it used to be… until Linda moved in next door. Linda. Even now, just saying her name makes my blood pressure spike. She came