My very first car was metallic green. It looked like the one featured here. I bought it in December 1997, and it was stolen in March 2000. It was recovered a few weeks later, completely stripped and hardly recognizable. The insurance company was resisting payment, it was one of those occasions I needed a man to stand up for me, my father took on the fight and they paid the next day. And so it goes, I had a similar incident last week, which I’m fairly certain if my husband had taken on, would have resulted in a different outcome. Or perhaps I am just not assertive enough. I think that is what it is!
Poems and Petals 