THEY REROUTED STORMWATER ONTO MY FARM—SO I SENT THEIR NIGHTMARE BACK UPHILL.

Synopsis

“Take that wall down by noon, or we’ll take your farm,” Linda Mercer shouted from my driveway while three homeowners stood behind her, staring at me like I had drowned their houses with my hands. Rain slid from the brim of my hat. My horses watched from the hill. Behind Linda, the HOA attorney waved an order that was not signed by any judge. What none of…