I contacted my longtime friend Fletcher, who worked for a construction company. I explained everything and asked whether he could help me obtain some heavy concrete barriers. At first, he thought I was joking. When he understood my intentions, he warned me that my plan could create serious problems.
But I was consumed by frustration. I had spent months asking Richard for basic respect, and he had treated every request like entertainment. Eventually, Fletcher reluctantly agreed to help. During the night, we brought the barriers to my property. By morning, Richard would discover that his favorite parking spot had become something entirely unexpected.
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