My Neighbors Dug A Two-Acre Lake On My Land While I Was Out Of State—Then Told Me Their Contractor Said It Was Theirs, And That Was The Day I Learned How Expensive Arrogance Can Be

the slope.

When I reached the fence, I stopped.

One section had been disturbed.

Not destroyed.

Moved.

The stones had been carefully taken apart and stacked several feet away.

My stomach tightened.

I looked at the ground.

Fresh tire tracks crossed what had always been our boundary.

And suddenly my grandfather’s voice returned to me.

If you let somebody move the line once, they’ll come back with a bigger shovel.

I pulled out my phone again.

This time, I called the county.
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