Charlotte has no idea what mysteries lurk in her quiet neighborhood. However, she is shocked and enraged to discover that her neighbors have been secretly enjoying her hot tub for a year. She makes the decision to teach them a lasting lesson. However, the more she digs, the more shocking details about the residents next door she discovers. What are they concealing?
I was sitting in my backyard on a beautiful afternoon, looking out at our hot tub.
Tom and I bought our dream home a few years ago, and it included a beautiful backyard and a hot tub.
Back then, we were overjoyed as we anticipated all the tranquil evenings we’d spend basking in the warm bubbles.
We were conscious of our neighbors, despite the distance. Emma and Jake, Jim and Lisa’s teenage children, lived next door. We never got to know them well, but they seemed kind enough.
Typically, especially on weekends, Tom and I would spend a lot of time in the hot tub. However, things were not the same this year.
My new job required a lot of travel, and Tom was working extra hours to cover for a colleague who was away due to sickness. We seemed to be always busy, and it appeared that we had been ignoring our hot tub for several months.
I missed our quiet moments together when we used to unwind.
After discovering that my neighbors had been secretly utilizing my hot tub for a year, I taught them a valuable lesson.
I sighed, a touch old-fashioned. I knew we should start making time for us again. The spa seemed deserted, covered, and unattended. It served as a reminder of the changes in our lives.
I decided to give Tom a call. When he replied, “Hey, honey, I was thinking we needed to start using the hot tub again,” I agreed. There’s been too much time.
Tom chuckled quietly. “I agree, Charlotte. Let’s make some plans for next weekend. We could both use some downtime.
I smiled, feeling slightly more optimistic. For a brief period of time, things may return to normal.
But one afternoon, our neighbor Lisa came over before we could use the hot tub again.
“Charlotte, may we have a little conversation?” She inquired, looking a little embarrassed.
Yes, Lisa. “What is going on?” Curious to hear what she had to say, I responded.
“I hate to say it, but could Tom and you please keep it down on the weekends in the evenings?” Lisa looked down at her feet and whispered. “Last Sunday, there was loud music and shouting coming from your backyard. I realize I haven’t spoken anything in a long time, but it will shortly be a year. The loudness irritates me so badly.
I was startled and locked my gaze on her. However, Lisa, Tom, and I were not in the city on Sunday. Not that we were present. We spend almost every weekend out.
One evening, while Tom and I were relaxing in our hot tub, I smiled as I looked out at our peaceful backyard. I told Tom that we had succeeded. “Our house is back.”
Tom shook my hand and nodded. In the process, we strengthened our community. I am so proud of us.
It was a difficult lesson in trust and prudence, but it strengthened and bonded us all. I was quite grateful for that.
How would you have handled that situation?
