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Chapter 1
"Well,Billy’sdonealotofworkontheengine-it’sonlyafewyearsold,really."
Ihopedhedidn’tthinksolittleofmeastobelieveIwouldgiveupthateasily."Whendidhebuyit?"
"Heboughtitin1984,Ithink."
"Didhebuyitnew?"
"Well,no.Ithinkitwasnewintheearlysixties-orlatefiftiesattheearliest,"headmittedsheepishly.
"Ch-Dad,Idon’treallyknowanythingaboutcars.Iwouldn’tbeabletofixitifanythingwentwrong,andIcouldn’taffordamechanic..."
"Really,Bella,thethingrunsgreat.Theydon’tbuildthemlikethatanymore."
Thething,Ithoughttomyself...ithadpossibilities-asanickname,attheveryleast.
"Howcheapischeap?"Afterall,thatwasthepartIcouldn’tcompromiseon.
"Well,honey,Ikindofalreadyboughtitforyou.Asahomecominggift."Charliepeekedsidewaysatmewithahopefulexpression.
Wow.Free."Youdidn’tneedtodothat,Dad.Iwasgoingtobuymyselfacar."
"Idon’tmind.Iwantyoutobehappyhere."Hewaslookingaheadattheroadwhenhesaidthis.Charliewasn’tcomfortablewithexpressinghisemotionsoutloud.Iinheritedthatfromhim.SoIwaslookingstraightaheadasIresponded.
"That’sreallynice,Dad.Thanks.Ireallyappreciateit."NoneedtoaddthatmybeinghappyinForksisanimpossibility.Hedidn’tneedtosufferalongwithme.AndIneverlookedafreetruckinthemouth-orengine.
"Well,now,you’rewelcome,"hemumbled,embarrassedbymythanks.
