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

attached to it, sagged sideways and slid back down to their side of the fence like a slow, gentle collapse.

I watched without saying anything.

The hand came up again. Different spot this time, slightly different angle, a bit more pressure behind it. The same result: the pin skimmed across the curve, found nothing to grip, and released. The fabric fell.continue reading …