My Nephew Threw My Purse in the Pool—By Morning, My Brother’s Car Was Gone

Careful. Intentional.

I stood there, coffee warm in my hand, staring at the damage on my already-ten-year-old sedan.

They did this. Of course they did.

I went inside and called Ellie, my college friend who’d never been fooled by my family.

“They keyed your car?” she said after I explained. “Nikki, you need to press charges.”

“It’s just a car—”

“It’s not continue reading …