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My husband was the happiest man in the world as his new porsche arrived. He cared for it, he cleaned and polished it every day. It was his treasure. He didn't allow anyone to touch it expect he was present. Then, some night someone broke into our house and stole his car. You can believe how sad he was, he cried like a baby for hours.
We went to the police but they said they couldn't do much about it but they would "keep looking".
A week later they called us and told us that the car was found. Burned out and destroyed, around 100 miles away from our home in the woods.
I have to confess... It was me! I destroyed the car because I couldn't stand my husband anymore. He just cared for the car and for nothing else. Now it's gone and I am happy.
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