“It’s about perimeters,” she said as she leaned against the fence. “What we had before required a certain amount of trust. So I gave you the benefit of a doubt over and over. But you brought HER home. You knew how that would make me feel. The trust we had before is gone. I can’t do much about the fact we are neighbors, but I don’t have to cater to you anymore.”
“You’re point?” He pushed up the front brim of his cowboy hat.
“Mend the fence! Next time your nanny goat invades my pasture I’m going to put her in the stew pot.”
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