Karma Comes Knocking
The month flew by and the man still hasn’t returned from his summer home. Just a week after the deadline, Miles was in for quite a show.
He sat back and watched as they unceremoniously moved the golf cart. Then, they came back for the cherry-red sports car. After they had towed both vehicles away, they began to tear out the fencepoles one by one. He had tried to warn him but it was too late for that now. All he could do was sit back and observe karma doing its work.