“This is worse than it looks.”
“I know.”
“Then why are you acting like Richard’s going to pay for everything?”
“Because his car hit my porch.”
Fletcher folded his arms.
“Robert, I told you this could get dangerous.”
I looked away.
He continued, more gently.
“You had every right to be angry about your lawn. But you didn’t build that wall to protect the grass. You built it to embarrass him.”
His words irritated me because part of me knew he was right.
Still, I couldn’t admit it.
Two days later, a contractor inspected the porch and gave me an estimate that made my stomach drop.
The damaged support needed replacement.
The contractor said additional framing had to be checked, and the railing and steps required extensive repairs.
The total could exceed $14,000.
I immediately contacted my insurance company.
The representative explained that the claim required further review because of the unusual circumstances surrounding the incident.
