My Neighbor Sealed My Driveway with Concrete Because ‘Women Shouldn’t Drive’ – Five Minutes Later, I Wiped the Smile off His Face

a line, you call me. Not him. Me. I mean it.”

Everyone had laughed uncomfortably.

I’d tucked the number into my address book and never looked at it again.

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I walked to the address book now. Flipped to P.

There it was, in careful cursive.

I picked up the phone.

My finger hovered over the last digit. A little voice in my head, one that sounded suspiciously continue reading …