Meanwhile, Karen stormed back to her car, muttering how she’d make sure we regretted this. Her earlier confidence now replaced by frustration, she scowled at everyone and threw her purse into the passenger seat. 'This isn’t over!' she yelled, slamming the car door shut. Neighbors who had been watching the drama unfold whispered among themselves, sharing knowing glances. Dad and I stood side by side, satisfied that the truth was finally out.