My Neighbor Called the Cops on My Kids Because ‘Children Shouldn’t Be Screaming Outside’ – So I Went to War with Her

Mark walked in the door, I was waiting.

She was watching.

I could feel the smugness from across the street.

That night, the second Mark walked in the door, I was waiting.

He didn’t even get his shoes off before I said:

“Deborah called the cops on the kids.”

He froze. “What?”

“They’re seven and nine.”

So I told him.

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