I wanted to hate Karen completely, but her trembling hands made me hesitate. She looked frightened rather than triumphant. Still, the timing was unforgivable. Before I could decide what to do, a young mechanic arrived carrying a sealed plastic bag. He said they had discovered something inside the Shelby before completing the sale.
Karen grabbed the bag, but her face went pale when she saw the contents. Inside was an envelope addressed in Dad’s handwriting. There were receipts for a $15,000 anniversary cruise and a letter. Dad had planned the trip for Karen, hoping they could repair their relationship.
