After getting dressed and ready for my day, it was time to let that sunshine in ... I raised the shade, and I saw this:
Oh, tsk . . . I am pretty sure I know who did this. We have common friends, and see each other occasionally. The cars were not on the street, they were in our friends' personal driveway. He was the last visitor of the evening. If it's a mistake and he realizes later he did do it and didn't realize it, well,
. . . I hope he would tell me . . . just tell me.
... and life goes on ...