I need to vent a little

For the most part, I love my life. I have a wonderful husband and two great children. I'm even kind of used to not having my own house right now. I can overlook a lot. I try to give people the benefit of the doubt, but I just can't this time. For the past ten years my parents, my brother, my sister and now Than and I have given rides to a particular family in our branch. We never complained even though they have a car. We've given rides on Sundays on Wednesdays and activities on Saturdays...the Sundays ended about three years back, but it's been every wednesday with few exceptions for the past six years. A few weeks ago, the mother of these five boys told a friend of hers (we are assuming) that we could give her son a ride home too every wednesday night. He just happens to live fifteen miles out of town, down a very dangerous road. Mutual ends at 8. We made it home at 8:45. We live five minutes from the building. We had to get gas in order to take people home. Okay, well, we could even deal with that. BUT, one of those boys who we have been nothing but kind to stole my entire CD collection (it was only about 20 CD's or so, but they were mine). I noticed the next morning when I went to grab one. Today, we discovered that Than's mission scriptures (which he only uses at church and leaves in our car bc of limited space in our room; he uses another set at home) also disappeared at the same time. Than told the branch president we would no longer be giving rides. He didn't give him details, but I wish he would have. I had gotten over the CD's. Most of them can be replaced, but Than's scriptures that he used on his mission can't be. They have stolen from my family and other people before. Oh, we have given them tons of stuff. There was no reason to steal. We even could have gotten them a set of scriptures. I am beyond angry.