My neighbor dumped red paint over my SUV in the middle of the night after I had her car towed. By breakfast, police were already searching her garage, but the paint she used ended up exposing something far more serious than vandalism.
The first thing I noticed was the color: bright red.
The kind of red that looked almost unreal against the white paint of my SUV.
At 2:13 that morning, I had woken to a metallic clang outside.
I remember checking the clock because I was irritated before I was scared.
Then I looked through the bedroom window.
Linda was running across my lawn.
She disappeared toward her house before I even processed what I was seeing.
I threw on a robe and went downstairs.
There was an empty bucket beside my car.
Red paint covered the hood, windshield, driver’s side door, and part of the rear quarter panel.
For a few seconds, I just stood there.
Then I started laughing because the whole thing was so absurd that my brain didn’t know what else to do.
Linda and I had been fighting over my driveway for six months.
The space beside my garage was narrow, but it was mine.
It was clearly on my property, and I used it whenever I needed to park my SUV outside instead of in the garage.
Linda had decided, for reasons known only to her, that the strip was “basically shared.”
She would park there when visitors came over.
She would let her adult son, Tyler, leave his truck there.
Once, I came home and found a landscaper she’d hired using the space to unload equipment.
The first few times, I asked politely.
“Linda, can you please move your car?”
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