She smiled as our cars were hauled away, convinced she had won some neighborhood battle. But by the next morning, she was standing on her porch in shock, facing a $25,000 mistake she’d never forget.
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We were just here on a temporary assignment for work. Nothing long-term. Nothing exciting.
Jack groaned. “We don’t even have curtains up yet.”
I checked the peephole. “Well, looks like the Welcome Committee’s here.”
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He peeked. “Yikes. She’s holding cookies.”
I opened the door.
There stood a woman in a pastel pink cardigan, a matching headband, and white capri pants. Her smile was bright, but her eyes? Way too busy for someone handing out baked goods.
“Hi there!” she said, voice high and chirpy. “I’m Lindsey. I live right across the street. Just wanted to stop by and say hello!”
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