So my mom goes off to volleyball like she always does on thursday nights, she takes my car, like always. She gets done, ready to leave, comes out with two flat tires. They were both slashed. She contacts the security of the area and they have the parking lot taped. On the tape a white extended-cap truck drives up behind the car. The driver gets out, crouches by the front tire, crouches by the back tire, gets in the truck, drives away.
It was my step dad Gary.
I'm pissed.