prepared than they believed.
I had retained Patricia in August.
Not to sue Kyle.
Not yet.
I simply wanted someone available who understood the law if the pattern I had been observing became something more serious.
Patricia answered quickly.
“Mrs. Marsh. Has something happened?”
“Yes.”
I told her about the motorcycle.
The lawn.
The garden.
Kyle’s response.
She listened without interrupting.
Then she asked, “Documentation?”
“I have photographs from August showing the garden intact. I’ll take pictures of today’s damage.”
“Do it immediately,” she said. “Before rain, wind, or anyone
