The Hose

There is a hose bibb behind the bushes in front of our townhome. It is situated between our unit and the unit to the east of us and is for the general use of anyone who knows it is there. One of these is a dear lady who has been our next-door neighbor since we moved in three years ago. She has several plants and flowers out front that she waters on a frequent basis, and she keeps a hose attached to the faucet to do so.

A few weeks ago Neesha and I were watching the weather, and Kevin Eubank told us that it was going to start dipping below freezing at night. At about that same moment, Julia (our neighbor) turned on the faucet to give her hobby a drink. Not wanting to have an issue during the winter or next spring, we made it a point before going to bed each night to check that the hose had been removed from the faucet. Most nights it wasn't and we would take care of it.

After several nights of this Neesha ran into Julia carrying the hose on her way to the dumpster. Neesha asked if she was throwing it away, and Julia said she was. "The dumb thing keeps popping off the faucet at night."

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