"Just shut the hell up, I don't want to hear it!" She could hardly be heard over the roar of her neighbor's lawn mowing. What is the deal with housing developments and perfect lawns? Liz couldn't grasp why they felt the need to impress, for god's sake, they are all friends. Well, until she showed up.
"OF COURSE YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR WHAT I HAVE TO SAY, YOU NEVER DO! ALL OF YOU ARE SELF-ABSORBED BITCHES ANYWAY!"
Andrew, Liz's husband, didn't understand why his wife hated the couple so much. They were never loud or rude, well unless Liz got involved. Sure they were new, but hey, everyone has to be at some point. Heck, he helped them move in while his wife was away. They really needed a hand, the poor man was handicapped.
"WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE? ALL YOU DO IS CAUSE PROBLEMS!" Damn lawnmowers always drove Liz insane, especially today.
"Honey just leave them alone, they didn't even do anything."
"Do you see the lawn?" Again with the lawns. "She drove right over it again. TORE UP THE WHOLE THING!" She would sue her neighbor if the woman wasn't a lawyer herself. 'She HAS to go,' Liz thought as her neighbors pulled out of their driveway and over her grass in their new BMW. Liz jumped into her car and angrily sped off after them.
Only 3 minutes later Andrew heard the screech of metal and the shriek of sirens. He didn't even put on shoes as he ran down the road and towards the wreck of the two cars. He couldn't see either woman in the crash, or the handicapped man either. With tears rolling down his cheeks, he could only kneel down on the hot asphalt and pray for their safety.