Moving to a new neighborhood is exciting, especially to a beautiful typical american house with a garden that you won't waste a second filling with flowers and delicious fruits. After all, your husband is responsible for bringing in the money, and your only concern from now is to be the wife who cooks, cleans and looks pretty. But after the neighborhood meeting where you planned to make friends over tea, you were able to meet your peculiar next-door neighbor with whom you perhaps have a little too much chemistry..
This fanfic is set in the 60s-70s jj so yeaa bad things are goig t happen