Sweet Revenge
She knew she should just stay quiet and wait for the storm to be over, but she couldn’t help herself. After all, her neighbor was the one who had a problem with her. The gloves were off. They traded slur for slur, insult for insult, dig for dig. Without wiping the sweat from her furious face, her neighbor leaned closer and uttered three words: “just you wait.”
Then, with a barely-concealed smirk, the woman turned on her heels and walked away — as if she was strolling in the park on a glorious summer day. It was at that moment that Shenna knew exactly how she would make her pay. Her meddling neighbor was going to get what she deserved.