Our neighbor stuck a note to our car: “One car per house!” Then one day, she showed up in person. I opened the door to find a woman in a pastel pink cardigan, matching headband, and crisp white capri pants. “Our HOA—very friendly, but firm—has a rule about cars,” she announced. “Only one car per household in the driveway.” I blinked. “One car?” “Yes,” she repeated, her tone sharpened. “No exceptions. It keeps the neighborhood looking nice and tidy.” Jack lifted an eyebrow. “But we’re not parking