Neighbourhood WATCH
Janice heard the clack of the letter box, noticing with annoyance that overnight someone had thrown another piece of rusty junk onto the weedy patch, which was laughably called the front garden.
If only the landlord would put up a proper fence, people might stop using my garden as a free dump, she thought as she unfolded the paper…
Why don’t you move out? Surely you don’t belong here?
Janice was stunned. One of her neighbours had sent this, but the only person she could see was the rather nice man from next door, coming down his path.
‘Lovely day, isn’t it?’
Could he have written this note? His own garden was beautifully kept, but that wasn’t a priority for her right now. Every spare minute was spent with the twins or on the computer.
‘There’s no need to be so sarcastic!’
When Jack and Harriet were born, Janice had started working from home, designing
