My Divorced Neighbor Told Me, ‘I’m Going to Take Your Husband, so You’d Better Prepare for Divorce’ – I Decided to Teach Her a Lesson in a Way Only Another Woman Could

I didn’t.

He showed it to me at the kitchen counter and frowned. “I’m not going.”

I looked through the window toward Vanessa’s house.

Then I thought about the jar, the shelf, the lightbulbs, and every helpless little emergency she’d invented to borrow my husband.

An idea clicked into place.

“Actually,” I said, “I think you should.”

Irvin stared at me. “Why?”

“Trust me.”

He studied my face for a moment, then slowly smiled. “Should I be worried?”

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The next afternoon, he went to Vanessa’s barbecue alone.

I waited half an hour.

Then I walked next door uninvited, carrying a large gift box in both arms.

Vanessa’s yard was crowded with neighbors holding paper plates and plastic cups.