She was sprawled on a sunbed in the garden with a paperback in one hand and a mojito in the other. Nothing was going to spoil this great day.
Except next door's bloody kids.
They were in that damned paddling pool again, screaming and laughing like they had some sort of monopoly on enjoying the warm weather.
She put down her drink and her book and stood up.
She walked over to the fence, pausing to pick up the hedge cutters she'd been using an hour earlier.
She checked the lead would stretch far enough and then threw them over the fence and straight into the kids' paddling pool.
There was more screaming and then silence.
She resumed her reading and drinking.
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