Jason.”
He moved closer.
“You wouldn’t even have that car without family.”
Clara interrupted.
“She wouldn’t have that car without me. And I bought it for her.”
Jason’s confidence wavered.
Mother hurried outside.
“Clara, please. We can settle this privately.”
“We tried,” Clara replied. “You refused.”
I showed Jason the police report details.
“The vehicle is registered to me. I’ve documented that you took it without permission. Give it back now.”
He glanced toward our parents.
Neither responded.
Finally, he threw the keys onto the pavement.
“There. Happy?”
I retrieved
