Chapter 4
When I got home from work one Monday evening, I saw that my car had been ticketed for being parked on the side of the street scheduled for cleaning that day. I hadn’t paid attention to the street-cleaning schedule when I’d parked Sunday evening after running errands, and now I was paying the price for that ignorance.
On Tuesday, I ended up getting drenched walking home from the L station because I’d failed to bring an umbrella.
On Wednesday, I noticed someone had scraped the rear bumper of my Audi, leaving streaks of white paint on it.
On Thursday, my mother and I got into an argument about the garage when I merely suggested that she let me park the Audi in it on days when she was in Wilmette with Dennis.
“I don’t have a set schedule of when I go to Dennis’s house, and I don
