Last Friday, after going to pick up the car that we had repaired for the mother of the four kids currently in our charge, I discovered that the brakes seemed soft. I went in to talk to the mechanic about it and he agreed. He was going to investigate it and said he’d get back to me in about an hour. I decided to walk down to the local pub and grab lunch while I waited (in case it was a simple fix. . . which we all knew would not likely be the case).