Well the truck is gone now. Today is the day that it had to be paid for or they keep it. I don’t have $1300 to pay for getting his truck out. Besides, it’s a 1991 and probably not worth that much to begin with. He’s just going to have to figure out a way to get a job so he can earn the money to get another vehicle on his own. The amazing thing is he’s not mad. He’s beginning to realize that he is the one at fault here and no one else. He did wrong and now it has cost him his truck.
Dear God I hope he finally realizes that he can’t walk in the middle of the street and be doing right. Sure sometimes he’s on the right side of the street but then he manages to get back in the middle of the road again and before you know it, he’s on the wrong side of the street again if only for a moment or two. Life doesn’t work that way and he’s got to learn everything the hard way unfortunately.