One neighbor remembered lending Monica a ladder that took repeated requests to get back. Another mentioned garden equipment that had disappeared for weeks. Individually, every incident had seemed too small to create an argument over. Together, however, they showed the same problem. Monica had grown accustomed to treating other people\u2019s belongings, time, and property as though they were automatically available whenever she needed them.<\/p>\n
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Eleanor didn\u2019t shout or embarrass her further. She simply explained that being neighbors did not mean everyone had unlimited access to one another\u2019s property. Borrowing required asking. Using electricity required permission. Returning something meant actually returning it. Monica initially tried defending herself by saying everyone was making ordinary favors sound worse than they were. But nobody argued with her. The silence made the point more effectively than shouting could have. Finally, Monica gathered the charging cable and walked home. Eleanor watched her leave and realized something surprising: standing up for herself had not created the disaster she had always feared. The neighborhood was still standing.<\/p>\n
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