Sad but true. He was my dad’s next door neighbor. He basically grew up with the kid’s parents. It’s a small town in North Carolina so everyone knows everyone. I didn’t know until I started reading the paperwork for the truck. I always thought that my dad just was a co-signer. Nah, he was paying...
Maybe an ounce. My wife spotted it first. I’m thinking he left his license in the truck all the times he was texting me about when I was going to pick up the truck.
And the fucked up thing is I dropped off his stuff minus the week (my wife threw it out). This dude had a whole new Toyota. He bet not call or text me anymore.
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