My Neighbor Thought She Could Keep Ruining My Trash Cans Without Consequences, but Her Cadillac Finally Taught Her Otherwise

ever picked the house. We’d walked up the front steps at the showing and she’d turned around and looked out at the oak tree in the yard and the quiet curve of the cul-de-sac and she’d said, this is it, Dale, this is the one, it’s just boring enough to be perfect. And she was right. We bought it, and we lived thirty good years in it, and I still sit on that porch most mornings with my coffee, looking