Saving for a new car on a teacher’s salary takes a while, so in the meantime I borrowed a friend’s old car that was so beat up, even its dents had dents. I came out of school one day to find a police officer and a woman examining it. “What’s going on?” I asked.

“I saw her hit your car,” the cop explained. “But I can’t figure out where.”

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