Not Again

Jesse had been at it again. With a long sigh of disappointment, Frank called his friend at the station. “I was expecting your call, yeah, it’s Jesse. I’ll hold him till you come.” Frank pocketed his cel and went to the garage. As he opened the auto door, the light showed his precious Maserati was missing, again. Holding back his feelings, now turning to anger, Frank yanked open the door of his pickup, thinking this is the very last time, buddy.

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