So remember last time? When my dead grandfather literally held back flood waters, ala Moses?
Yeah, well, he works with cars, too.
Today we were moving some more boxes out of his basement, and one of them ended up on the driveway behind the car. There was a vase in the box- a delicate, very sentimental vase.
I had to run an errand for them, and had no idea it was behind the car until I felt a crunch. Imagine my horror.
Yes, I backed my parents’ VAN over the box. The box is mangled. Literally. There are tire treads ON THE BOX.
The vase inside? Just fine. Not a chip.