“John smacked up his car again,” my husband said as he unpacked his lunchbox.
“What do you mean he smacked up his car again,” I asked in disbelief. “Was anyone hurt? I didn’t know he had another car. I thought he couldn’t afford to buy one after his last accident.”
“Yeah, but I guess he must have found some money somewhere,” he said. “I don’t know how he did it but apparently he found some wheels again.”
“Did he do it legally this time? Did he get insurance and a driver’s license?” Continue reading R & R Parenting II