We woke up on Sunday morning to someone knocking on our front door VERY timidly!
Joe went to the door and there was a young man standing there who mumbled something like "Ummm...I just hit your car". Joe went outside him to look at his truck when the young man said "No, the car". Uh-oh. Joe knew he was in big trouble now!!
So, Joe came in to fetch me so that I could go out and look at the damage. It really wasn't much. The tail light was cracked and that's it!
I think (if I remember correctly) the first words out of my mouth were "I'm very upset that my new car is broken, but I'm not mad at you at ALL"! I was just so happy that the this guy was honest enough to confess what he had done.
My car will be fixed, at no cost to me, thank goodness! I KNOW I was very lucky.