Decade Long Feud
This feud lasted for a good decade. Going back and forth over their white picket fences and immaculately trimmed bushes. But Ronnie wasn’t going to back down. The tree was the joy of her garden, its twigs hanging in ringlets like her daughter’s hair did when she was young. Then one cold evening, Ronnie took her trash outside and saw that Jo was stood in her bedroom window. She was staring right at Ronnie. Her eyes following Ronnie’s every move. What was her problem?