My Parents Sold My Corvette While I Was in Tokyo

it for?” “Fifty,” he said. I nearly choked. My original was worth $85,000 – on a slow day. “Who did you sell it to?” “Some collector in Indiana.” My phone buzzed: a text from James, already in the driveway. “Where’s the Stingray?”

I opened the door and waved him in. Mom folded her arms. “What’s so funny?” I set my passport on the hall table, looked continue reading …