My Son-In-Law Said His Parents Would Be Staying At My Lake House, So I Let The Property Cameras Keep The Record Straight

something like real dislike crack through the polished layer. “You called the sheriff?”

“No,” I said.

“I called a system.”

Len told him to leave. Gareth tried to keep talking. Len repeated it in the patient, flattening tone men like Gareth always hear as an insult because it deprives them of theater.

Then Gareth did something stupid. He took out his phone continue reading …