My neighbor refused to pay me ($250) to clean her house as we agreed — I taught her a lesson

They say neighbors can become allies or enemies, but I never imagined mine would do both in a single day. A simple favor turned into a heated argument and a shocking turn of events that shocked and disappointed us both. Scrubbing the same countertop for the third time and wondering how I became this version of myself were two things I never expected when my husband, Silas, passed away six years ago. My name is Prudence, I’m a 48-year-old mother of two. I work from home for a call center and am simply trying to make ends meet. The outcome of my life hasn’t been what I envisioned. Back when we were dating, Silas and I dreamed of the future we wanted to create. Unfortunately, those aspirations came crashing down at some point, and I was left to bury the remains alone.

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