Edna had lived in her home for over fifty years, cherishing the memories she shared with her late husband, Harold. The well-kept lawn was her sanctuary, a living tribute to their life together.

One day, new neighbors moved in and began parking their truck on Edna’s lawn, tearing up the grass. Polite requests to move the vehicle were met with rudeness and dismissive attitudes. Edna, determined to protect her property, decided to take matters into her own hands.

One night, she scattered tacks on the spot where the truck parked. The next morning, the truck’s tires were flat. The furious neighbor banged on Edna’s door, accusing her of sabotage, but she stood her ground.

Edna had already called the police. When they arrived, they assessed the situation and sided with her. The neighbor was charged with harassment, trespassing, and property damage. Defeated, he slunk away, knowing he wouldn’t be parking on her lawn again.

Afterward, the neighbors kept their distance, and Edna’s lawn slowly began to recover. She never told her son, Tom, about the incident, feeling proud of how she’d handled it herself. As she sat on her porch, sipping tea and watching the sun set, Edna felt a deep sense of satisfaction. She had protected her home, just as Harold would have wanted.