When sleep-deprived mother Genevieve discovers her car covered in eggs, she assumes it’s a joke — until her arrogant neighbor Brad admits he did it because her car was blocking the view of his elaborate Halloween display. Genevieve, furious but too fatigued to debate, decides to teach him a lesson.

I was so exhausted that I couldn’t remember if I had washed my teeth or fed the dog.

My days had become a haze since the twins were bornDon’t get me wrong, Lily and Lucas were gorgeous, but raising two babies on my own was a Herculean feat. I hadn’t slept all night in months. Halloween was just around the corner, and the neighborhood was buzzing with excitement, except for me.

I couldn’t muster enough energy to decorate, let alone keep up with the suburban festivities.

Then there was Brad.he man took Halloween extremely seriously, as if his life relied on it. Every year, he transformed his house into a haunted carnival, complete with gravestones, skeleton dioramas, and massive jack-o’-lanterns