Phil's truck got broken into last night. The thieves didn't get anything because Phil didn't leave anything of any value in it. But, I called the sheriff's office to come take a report and dust for prints anyway, just in case.
Did I mention that the punk-ass kid next door broke into my house when he was "bored" two summers ago? Yeah. He did. And last summer, when we had no break-ins, his family wasn't living next door because the house was being foreclosed on. Now they're back, and my husband's truck gets broken into. Coincidence? I think not.
I should have sent that punk to jail when I had the chance.