I go next door to talk to the lady and ask her if it is OK for me to have a package delivered. She invites me in, asks a lot of questions and wants me to sit down, I learn about her family and her kids. I don't ask but she wants to show me around and takes me through the house, upstairs to the bedrooms. The boy's bedroom, he is 14, has a window facing our house. The window looks right over the glass door in our bedroom. The curtains were open at our house and from his window you get a straight unobstructed view of the large vanity mirror in our room, which reflects our bed.
The boy had a straight, via mirror view of our activities. The mother stood there and told me that from now on I needed to shut my curtains. In all honesty I lost it and asked her why she didn't have her son close his.


