I talked to the neighbor. It went not so well this morning. By this afternoon it was worse. She called back. Of course her child is innocent. And her child would never say anything about Jill's dad because they just talked about "the situation" with Jill's dad two days ago. The day before the girl said something to Jill. Now let's all think. Perhaps did you give your child the idea by arming her with the information? Perhaps telling your daughter that would hurt Jill's feelings is the exact reason she said it? But no. Instead, you told me how it was my fault, because you are a Christian and our lifestyle greatly conflicts with yours. And also? How it probably made Jill a little mean because her dad rejected her. Did you just hear yourself, Lady? You claim that your child would never say that, but YOU JUST DID. You taught your kid to say that. And by the way, Jill isn't mean.
I seriously hate this neighborhood. And, being the realtor that I am, I immediately starting looking for another house. Listed for less than we would list ours, much less, is a house with a pool, zoned for Jill's old school, blocks from Emmi's school, right around the corner from Jill's best friend whose mother happens to be one of my really good friends. If Kenny doesn't watch it, I will have this house up for sale before he gets home today.