dealing with goodness

a family we know through an acquaintance,A, gets their immigration to Canada... the husband is a colleague of A... they have to land in the country to get some paper work done and A, whose family would be here on vacation, is good enough to offer his home for use by this family, mentioning that they will have to first get an international driving licence and then a rent-a-car to move around...
when A's family is here, they meet up, A gives over the keys of the house and a home video shot by his two kids on where to find what...
A goes to UAE, to Moscow (where his wife is from) and they receive a call from their neighbours in Canada that the small Dodge which is parked next to theirs is not there... panicking, they call the guy at home and do not get a response... dialling his mobile, it goes to his voicemail...
when he does call back later, he admits that he has taken the car out, without a international driving licence... A requests them that this is not done since they could have landed in trouble... "don't worry, we would not be in trouble... we would have paid our way out." Not knowing that these things do not happen there, A gets worried but has little option, but to wait...
his family gets over their Moscow trip and land back at Alberta... settling down they discover that the car has a problem with the brake... the gears of A's son's bike have been fiddled with and the glass table in the hall is loose...
A has a tough time with his wife calling in whenever she discovers problems, with the last straw delivered by his daughter who wants a Blackberry as moral compensation for the guitar that the visiting family has tinkered with and left a string torn...
A looks bewildered... he does not clearly know what he has done to get these brickbats...he was trying to help, but now he needs help... will the erring family stand beside him? nope, nope...