Man Built a Concrete Wall Around Neighbor’s Car for Repeatedly Parking on His Property – But Karma Had Other Plans

asked me to stop, and I treated it like a joke.”

“You treated me like a joke,” I replied.

He nodded.

“You’re right.”

For six months, I’d imagined hearing him say those words.

Now that he finally had, I didn’t know what to do.

Richard looked toward the car.

“I’ve made this mistake before.” GetWriting Tools

I frowned.

“What mistake?”

He hesitated.

“Years ago, I shared a driveway entrance with a close friend. I kept blocking part of it with my cars.”
I listened.

“He asked me to stop. I