Father texted me today to tell me that Brother’s car’s now in the shop, too, due to…wait for it…brake problems. Apparently they failed Mother twice on her way to work today. Luckily, she managed to reach the university unscathed, and had the defective automobile towed from there.
It’s an automatic, so I assume that the tow-truck guy didn’t have any problems. Now I am very glad I didn’t borrow Butter’s car.