Changing mailbox locks
I immediately told my dad what happened, and we decided to change the locks on our mailbox. ‘Better safe than sorry,’ dad nodded.
We contacted a locksmith the next morning. While he worked, neighbors watched curiously, whispering among themselves as Karen’s antics had continued to fuel gossip.
‘What’s next?’ Mrs. Thompson wondered aloud. Once the new lock was installed, we handed over the keys with a shared look of determination.
We were ready for anything.