It wasn’t long before Vernon spotted the squatters returning, their expressions calm and unaware. His heart raced with anticipation. He watched as they approached the house, expecting to waltz back in as if nothing had changed.
The first sign of their shock came when they saw the new fence. They exchanged confused glances before attempting to climb over it. Vernon couldn’t help but feel a thrill of satisfaction watching them struggle, their frustration mounting with each passing second.