There were at least forty strangers in my backyard.
Two women floated on inflatable flamingos. Teenagers were jumping from my diving board. A folding table covered in charcuterie occupied my deck. Someone had hung turquoise decorations from the screen enclosure.
And a teenage boy was preparing another cannonball.
My pool.
My water.
My deck.
My house.
A woman wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat stood beside my back door, handing laminated cards to guests.
I stepped closer.
The card had a palm-tree logo.
PINEWOOD NEIGHBORHOOD POOL DAY — SPONSORED BY HOA BOARD
At the bottom was my address.
247 Magnolia Drive.