Phil beca obsessed with the gate within twenty-four hours.
Not casually interested.
Obsessed.
By Saturday afternoon he'd already:
sketched three "concept designs,"
watched multiple fencing tutorials,
and referred to the project as
"inter-yard connectivity."
Claire looked ready for divorce every ti he said it.
"This is how cults start," she muttered while standing in the backyard with coffee.
Phil ignored her completely and pointed proudly toward the fence separating both properties.
"Picture it: seamless family movent."
"That sentence sounds illegal."
"It sounds innovative."
"It sounds like you're building a suburban border crossing," Alex replied from the patio.
anwhile Haley sat beside Gael on the outdoor couch scrolling through furniture ideas for the neighboring house like the purchase had already happened.
"This couch would look good in the upstairs lounge area."
"You are creating an upstairs lounge."
"I invented a lifestyle."
Gael watched Phil pace along the fence line with a asuring tape and dangerous confidence.
Honestly, the worst part was that the gate idea actually made sense.
"You're encouraging him," Claire accused while sitting down across from him.
"That sounds unfair."
"You're looking at the fence like an investor."
"That's because he's ntally installing a moat already," Alex muttered.
Phil gasped dramatically.
"A moat is genius."
"No," Claire answered instantly.
Luke appeared from nowhere holding a hamr.
"When do we break stuff?"
"Why do you already have tools?" Claire demanded.
"Preparation."
The backyard dissolved into overlapping argunts again while Gloria laughed herself into Jay's shoulder from the patio table.
Gael leaned back into the couch watching the chaos unfold.
Then Haley shifted closer beside him, tucking one leg over his casually.
"You're buying the house," she said quietly.
Gael looked sideways.
"That sounds confident."
"You already decided."
She might actually be right.
Because at so point between the viewing, the family's reactions, and the bizarre emotional comfort of the idea…
The place had stopped feeling theoretical in his head, too.
Claire seed to notice the silence from across the yard.
Her eyes moved briefly between him and Haley.
Then toward the neighboring house visible beyond the fence.
Thoughtful again.
Phil suddenly marched back toward the group carrying printed papers.
"Good news."
"I researched permits."
Silence.
Complete silence.
Then Jay started laughing first.
Just genuine enough that everyone looked at him imdiately.
"Oh, he's serious," Jay muttered.
"Of course I'm serious," Phil replied proudly. "You can't create shared-yard synergy recklessly."
"That phrase physically hurts ," Alex said.
Luke looked impressed.
"We're becoming a compound."
Claire pointed directly at him.
"Absolutely not."
Haley grinned imdiately.
"Oh my God, we ARE becoming a compound."
Gael laughed quietly while Phil started explaining gate dinsions nobody asked for.
And sohow, through all the ridiculousness—
The idea kept feeling more natural.
Not intrusive.
Not extre.
Just…
inevitable.
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