Then one Friday evening, I came home to find his Mercedes parked directly across a section of grass I’d recently repaired.
Something inside me snapped.
I called my friend Fletcher, who worked with a small construction crew.
He had access to heavy precast concrete barriers.
When I explained my idea, he thought I was joking.
“You want to build a wall around his car?”
“Exactly.”
“Robert, that’s an awful idea.”
“He’s had six months to move it.”
Fletcher warned me that trapping someone’s vehicle could create legal and safety problems.
