If her mother wanted a rosy Easter dinner, she would have to wait until next year.
At a certain point, patience becomes impossible.
He needs to look out for himself.
Who needs TV when you live in a neighborhood like this?
Suddenly nobody was in the mood to play HOA hardball anymore.
Justice moved at a glacial pace.
That wasn’t exactly a nice way to welcome someone to the neighborhood.
That was the best thing to do.
Old houses are full of mysteries.
The townspeople must’ve hated this.
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