My baby needed work, but the estimate made me cringe.
“It ain’t worth it. Ya wanna sell?” The office manager was all about dollars and cents. There was never any doubt, whatever the price I would gladly pay.
The mechanic smiled, happy to tinker with her engine.
“You don’t see these anymore,” he said, looking at me, he understood our connection.
“Don’t you worry. I’ll treat her like my own. She’ll be good as new.”
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
Originally published at http://johawkthewriter.com on August 17, 2019.