Charlotte never imagined that her quiet neighborhood could be hiding any secrets. But when she discovered that her neighbors had been secretly using her hot tub for an entire year, she was both shocked and furious.
Determined to teach them a lesson they wouldn’t forget, Charlotte began to investigate, only to uncover even more startling truths about the people living next door. What else were they hiding?
It was a sunny afternoon, and I was sitting in my backyard, staring at our hot tub.Tom and I had bought our dream house a few years ago, complete with a beautiful backyard and that very hot tub.
We were so excited back then, imagining all the relaxing evenings we’d spend soaking in the warm bubbles. We knew our neighbors but weren’t particularly close.
Jim and Lisa lived next door with their teenage children, Emma and Jake. They seemed nice enough, but we never really got to know them well. Normally, Tom and I used the hot tub frequently, especially on weekends. But this year had been different. I had started a new job that required a lot of travel, and Tom was working extra hours to cover for a coworker on medical leave.
It felt like we were always busy, and our hot tub had been neglected for months.
I missed those quiet moments of relaxation we used to share.I sighed, feeling a bit nostalgic. We really need to make time for ourselves again, I thought. The hot tub sat there, lonely, covered, and unused—a reminder of how our lives had changed. I decided to call Tom. “Hey, honey,” I said when he answered, “I was thinking we need to start using the hot tub again. It’s been too long.” Tom laughed softly. “I agree, Charlotte. Let’s plan for this weekend. We could both use some relaxation.” I smiled, feeling a bit more hopeful. Maybe things could get back to how they used to be , even if just for a little while.
But before we could enjoy the hot tub again, our neighbor Lisa stopped by one afternoon. “Charlotte, can I talk to you for a minute?” she asked, looking a bit uncomfortable.“Sure, Lisa. What’s up?” I replied, curious about what she wanted to say. “I hate to bring this up, but could you and Tom keep it down in the evenings on the weekends?” Lisa said, glancing at her feet. “There was loud music and shouting coming from your backyard last Sunday as well. Look, I’ve been quiet all this time, but it’s been nearly a year now. The noise is really getting to us.” I stared at her, surprised.