No Remorse
Albert rushed out of the car, so angry he could feel fury coursing through his veins. He approached Mr Johnson directly. “Mr. Johnson! Our yard! How were you able to? How come you did this?” he stammered.
Mr. Johnson gave him a condescending smile. “I made the decision to assist a neighbour since I could see that you two were no longer able to maintain your garden. My friend, enjoy your new driveway! You’re free to select a location, but I’ll need room for my three cars,” he mumbled coldly.
