‘Cause if it got stolen, then that’s why........you didn’t lock it up. Really? She thought, Years ago I knew it was that shithead living next door. I know who it is now! That asshole who moved himself to this town. He calls himself the child of a farmer’s son, who was a chemist before he retired. No one believes it’s him. He talks big and intelligent like his father does, ‘xcept he’s never got a job. She left her rusty tools that he didn’t want at his house. She bought herself bicycle number 4, new tools, and locked them up.
D.M. about 8 years ago
You've captured the frustration well.
(Nothing like a dog in the yard!)