My Neighbors Treated My Fence Like It Was Theirs Until I Finally Put a Stop to It

something I had been pretending wasn’t happening. The fence that separated my yard from the outside world had become someone else’s clothesline, and I had been letting it happen by not addressing it.

I finally said something to Daniel on a Saturday when I caught him in his yard with a laundry basket, three kids orbiting him with the boundless kinetic continue reading …