After that, everyone avoided the lawn like it was electrified. Parents warned their children to stay away from the property entirely, and even adults crossing the street made sure to walk a little wider around the edge of his yard. Still, Victor didn’t seem satisfied. One evening I watched him confront a delivery driver whose tire had barely rolled over the corner of the grass.
“You think I won’t sue over property damage?” Victor snapped.
The poor driver looked confused.
“It’s just grass.”
Victor’s voice turned icy.
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