enchanted hearts

~chapter 3|key lime green~

The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, orange glow across the Rhode Island coast. Taylor and Karlie sat on the deck of the beach house, sipping wine and watching the stars twinkle to life in the clear night sky. 

As the night deepened, an unexpected disturbance shattered their peace. The sound of laughter and voices carried across the tranquil shore. Taylor and Karlie exchanged puzzled glances. It was late, and they couldn't understand why there was so much noise coming from the house next door.

The neighbor's house was a modest beach cottage, and the source of the commotion soon became apparent. Two young boys, Jake and John, were playing loudly in Taylor's backyard, their antics and mischief piercing through the peacefulness ullness of the night.

Karlie's patience began to waver as the noise continued. She decided to go next door and talk to the neighbor, hoping to resolve the situation amicably. Taylor, concerned but understanding, watched her beloved head over to the neighbor's house.

Karlie knocked on the door, and a middle-aged woman answered. She introduced herself as Mrs. Thompson, the boys' mother. Karlie, with a warm but assertive tone, explained that they were trying to enjoy a quiet evening and requested that the boys be more considerate.

Mrs. Thompson was less than receptive, her response dismissive and defensive. She insisted that her sons were just having fun and that they had every right to play in their own backyard.

Karlie, feeling the frustration mounting, attempted to reason with Mrs. Thompson, but the conversation grew heated. The argument spilled onto the front porch, and their voices rose in a bitter exchange.

In the midst of their quarrel, Taylor, concerned for Karlie, decided to intervene. She approached the neighbors' house, her presence momentarily defusing the situation. She tried to mediate and suggested a compromise, but Mrs. Thompson remained obstinate.

As the argument reached an impasse, frustration turned into a mischievous determination. Karlie, exasperated by Mrs. Thompson's refusal to cooperate, decided to take matters into her own hands. She returned to the beach house and returned with a small can of spray paint.

Without a word, she sneaked into the neighbor's backyard and, as the boys played unaware, she dyed their fluffy white dog,  a vibrant shade of key lime green.

The sight of the neon-colored dog startled the boys and Mrs. Thompson, who immediately rushed outside. Taylor, who had witnessed the colorful transformation from the neighboring yard, couldn't suppress her laughter.

The boys were in shock, and Mrs. Thompson was furious, demanding to know who was responsible for the dog's transformation. Karlie, feigning innocence, returned to the beach house, her mission accomplished, and her frustration vented in a most unexpected manner.

As the commotion died down, Taylor and Karlie shared a secret smile from the safety of their deck. Their evening had taken an unexpected turn, but amidst the laughter and mischief, their love remained unshakeable. It was a night they would never forget, a testament to the lengths they would go to protect their precious moments together, even if it meant a key lime green dog and a colorful altercation with the neighbors.