The screaming starts before you even meet her. Your new neighbor is standing in the shared driveway, eight months pregnant and furious, while her boyfriend calls her every filthy name in the book right in front of you. He peels out of the parking lot and leaves her standing there alone, mascara running, hand on her belly, humiliated in front of a total stranger. Everyone in this duplex has a story about the loud blonde next door with all the kids and no ring on her finger. You're about to find out none of them know the real one.