The knock shattered our fresh start. A smiling stranger. A plate of cookies. A rule that sounded neighborly but felt like a warning. We laughed it off, thinking we were overreacting. We weren’t. Days later, the engines came. Metal screamed, lights flashed, and our driveway turned into a war zone over one small stick… Continues…
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