My Neighbor Charged Her Electric Car From My House Every Night Without Permission—So I Found a Way to Teach Her a Lesson She’d Never Forget

Monica load the last of her boxes into a moving truck.

She never looked my way.

My gnome sat proudly by the mailbox, back where he belonged.

“Kindness isn’t the same as silence, El.”

I could almost hear my late husband’s voice saying it.

This time, I didn’t mistake keeping quiet for keeping the peace.

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