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He did not.
But this little white lie gets a pass courtesy of this big hunk of amazingness fucking my tastebuds.
“Whatever you say, kid.” The brush off is done on a stab to the meatloaf. “Hey, why does Winnie the Douche call you Kid, anyway? How young are you?”
“How young are you?” he challenges between tinkering.
“Old enough.”
“Same.”
His tit for tat method is one I don’t mind.
He can have his secrets.
And I’ll keep mine.
“How old’s Nolan?”
“Forty.”
“Oh, his age you’ll reveal?”
Small chuckles precede his response, “I was just a kid when we met. Always thought the nickname was simply his way of showin’ he cares.”
“Do hugs not work?”
He momentarily lowers the hood again. “Does he look like a hugger to you?”
“He looks like he needs a fucking hug.”
“And you need to give this beauty some TLC,” Kipp scolds at the same time he resumes his inspection. “This shit looks like it hasn’t been maintained since it left the lot.”
“Because it hasn’t.”
“Why not?” More sounds echo throughout the garage. “Can’t afford it?”
Not the way he’s thinking.
Money isn’t the issue.
My safety is.
“Discover anything good, Vespucci?” I drop the fork near the edge of the plate to pick up the ear of corn. “Perhaps a quick and easy fix that’ll have me out of here in the next couple of hours before the sun and the big unfriendly giant are up?”
“No.” Kipp’s long pause has me preparing to playfully poke a second time when he makes his way towards the door holding an unfortunate tiny box up for me to see. “Found this under your front bumper.”
Every cell in my body freezes.
Every ounce of air vanishes.
No.
No. No. No.
I checked for that!
I swore I checked for that!
