Mrs. Parker raised her voice. “Everybody calm down!”
I looked at the television again.
“I think everyone deserves to know exactly what they paid for.”
Three weeks earlier, I’d received a strange message through a neighborhood social media group.
A woman named Denise asked whether my pool was available for private parties.
I assumed she had the wrong address.
When I explained that my pool was private, she sent me a link.
It led to the rental listing.
I recognized every photograph.
Some were clearly taken from my backyard.
Others showed angles I’d never photographed myself.
I messaged the website, reporting that someone was advertising my property without permission.
I also contacted Denise.
She explained she’d found the listing while searching for a venue for her daughter’s birthday.
Before booking, she’d driven past the address and noticed the property looked occupied.
Something felt wrong, so she contacted the neighborhood group.
