My Divorced Neighbor Told Me She Was Going to Steal My Husband, So I Humiliated Her at a Barbecue—Then She Found a Way to Shut Down My Bakery

We walked through the gate.

I didn’t make another speech.

I didn’t turn around.

At the time, I thought I’d handled the situation perfectly.

We reached our porch.

Derek opened the door.

Then began laughing.

I laughed too.