Charlotte never suspects her calm neighborhood is hiding secrets. But when she learns that her neighbors have been secretly enjoying her hot tub for a year, she is astonished and enraged. She decides to teach them a lesson that they will never forget. However, as she dives more, she discovers even more unexpected facts about the individuals living next door. What are they hiding?
It was a bright afternoon, and I was lounging in my backyard, admiring our hot tub.
Tom and I purchased our dream home a few years ago, replete with this stunning patio and hot tub.
We were overjoyed back then, picturing all the quiet afternoons we’d have basking in the warm bubbles.
We knew our neighbors but were not particularly close. Jim and Lisa lived next door with their two teenage children, Emma and Jake. They appeared pleasant enough, but we never got to know them well.
Normally, Tom and I would use the hot tub frequently, especially on weekends. Things were different this year, though.
I’d begun a new job that involved a lot of travel, and Tom was working extra hours to cover for a coworker on medical leave. We felt like we were constantly busy, and our hot tub had been neglected for months.
I missed our quiet moments of relaxation together.
I sighed, feeling slightly melancholy. We definitely needed to create time for us again, I thought. The hot tub appeared lonely, shrouded, and unused. It was a reminder of how much our lives had changed.
I chose to call Tom. “Hey, honey,” I remarked when he responded, “I was thinking we need to start using the hot tub again. It’s been too long.”
Tom laughed quietly. “I agree, Charlotte. Let’s plan for this weekend. We could both use some relaxation.”
I grinned, feeling slightly more hopeful. Perhaps everything can return to normal, if only for a short time.
But before we could use the hot tub again, our neighbor Lisa came over one afternoon.
Charlotte, can I talk to you for a minute?” she asked, looking a bit uncomfortable.
“Sure, Lisa. What’s up?” I replied, curious about what she wanted to say.
“I hate to bring this up, but could you and Tom keep it down in the evenings on the weekends?” Lisa said, glancing at her feet. “There was loud music and shouting coming from your backyard last Sunday as well. Look, I’ve been quiet all this while, but it’s going to be a year now. The noise is really annoying.”
I stared at her, surprised. “But Lisa, Tom and I were out of town on Sunday. We weren’t even here. We’re out almost every weekend.”
One evening, as Tom and I soaked in the hot tub, I looked around our peaceful backyard and smiled. “We did it, Tom,” I said. “We got our home back.”
Tom nodded, holding my hand. “And we strengthened our community in the process. I couldn’t be prouder of us.”
It was a hard lesson in trust and vigilance, but it made us all stronger and more connected. And for that, I was truly grateful.