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ogled at the plethora of colors covering Friedrich. “I get so busy in this shop, I never get to go up to your daddy’s farm when the carnival’s in town. It’s a shame too. Did it hurt?”
“Some more than others,” Friedrich said. “Doris says that beauty is a pain sometimes.”
Mike glanced one last time and then made his way to a metal shelf, pulling a battery off of it and carrying it with him to the cash register. “This’ll do it,” he said to Evie.
She reached to grab the battery from him, but Friedrich took it from her hands before she could pull it off of the counter.
“I insist,” he said to her.
“I can carry it,” she said.
“Allow me,” he said.
“Oh just let him, Honey Lamb,” Doris said and then whispered loudly. “He’s from the old country.”
Evie didn’t argue and allowed Friedrich to continue holding it. “Thanks again, Mike. I’ll tell Daddy to pay you as soon as possible.”
“Ain’t no problem at all,” he said. “Bye, y’all.” He waved and headed back to the Pacer.
***
Mouse stood on top of Evie’s truck bumper, peering into the engine. His forehead was crinkled, and he wiped sweat off of his brow. His long sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He took off his fedora; his thinning hair was wet against his freckled scalp.
He used a crescent wrench from the toolbox in Evie’s truck to disconnect the battery terminal, turning slightly. Suddenly he yelped, and flew backwards, falling to the ground.
Chapter 8
“Ow!” He touched his hand, rubbing it with his other. Pain filled his face. Evie bent down to inspect his sore hand and helped him up off of the ground.
“You okay?” she asked.
“Just a little shock that’s all.” He tried to smile, but Evie could see him tugging on his hand, grimacing as he did so.
“Don’t worry about putting the battery in,” she said and stood back up. “I’ll get Mike to do it.”
Finch pushed the door open from the inside of The Diner and without saying anything, he passed by them and opened the truck door. He turned the ignition off, and tossed the keys to Evie, who caught them.
“You have to turn the ignition to off before you change a battery,” he said in a condescending tone. He closed the door and mumbled something to himself. Evie swore she heard the words “novice” and “duh.” He peered over the engine, disconnected the negative battery terminal and then found the positive terminal. “Wrench,” he barked, making no eye contact with any of them.
“You could say please, you know,” she said and slapped it on his hand.
“I could, but I won’t,” he said. Evie was speechless.
He pulled the old battery out and placed it down on the ground. He picked up the new battery, and attached it as quickly as he had disconnected the other one. He turned to face Evie, a look of annoyance filled both of their faces but for different reasons.
“Start her up,” he ordered.
She was fuming. Her face was distorted, and if it were physically possible, she’d breathe fire at that very moment. She stomped to the driver’s side and yanked the door open, plopping down onto the seat. She turned the ignition and the truck started.
Finch slammed the hood down and wiped his hands against his jeans. He bent over to pick up the old battery and moved to the passenger door. He opened it, placed the battery down on the floor, and then closed the door.
“Next time you want to play mechanic, read a manual first. Rule number one: make sure the keys are out of the ignition,” he said to Mouse.
“I was just trying to help,” Mouse said.
“I know,” he softened. “Stick to what you know and you won’t get hurt.”
“You get more with honey than you do by being a piss-ant, Finch,” Doris said to him.
He ignored her quip and scanned the area, and then said, “Don’t think Stoney’s coming to get us.”
Mouse checked his watch and nodded in agreement. “We better be getting back.”
“Stoney would forget
“Some more than others,” Friedrich said. “Doris says that beauty is a pain sometimes.”
Mike glanced one last time and then made his way to a metal shelf, pulling a battery off of it and carrying it with him to the cash register. “This’ll do it,” he said to Evie.
She reached to grab the battery from him, but Friedrich took it from her hands before she could pull it off of the counter.
“I insist,” he said to her.
“I can carry it,” she said.
“Allow me,” he said.
“Oh just let him, Honey Lamb,” Doris said and then whispered loudly. “He’s from the old country.”
Evie didn’t argue and allowed Friedrich to continue holding it. “Thanks again, Mike. I’ll tell Daddy to pay you as soon as possible.”
“Ain’t no problem at all,” he said. “Bye, y’all.” He waved and headed back to the Pacer.
***
Mouse stood on top of Evie’s truck bumper, peering into the engine. His forehead was crinkled, and he wiped sweat off of his brow. His long sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He took off his fedora; his thinning hair was wet against his freckled scalp.
He used a crescent wrench from the toolbox in Evie’s truck to disconnect the battery terminal, turning slightly. Suddenly he yelped, and flew backwards, falling to the ground.
Chapter 8
“Ow!” He touched his hand, rubbing it with his other. Pain filled his face. Evie bent down to inspect his sore hand and helped him up off of the ground.
“You okay?” she asked.
“Just a little shock that’s all.” He tried to smile, but Evie could see him tugging on his hand, grimacing as he did so.
“Don’t worry about putting the battery in,” she said and stood back up. “I’ll get Mike to do it.”
Finch pushed the door open from the inside of The Diner and without saying anything, he passed by them and opened the truck door. He turned the ignition off, and tossed the keys to Evie, who caught them.
“You have to turn the ignition to off before you change a battery,” he said in a condescending tone. He closed the door and mumbled something to himself. Evie swore she heard the words “novice” and “duh.” He peered over the engine, disconnected the negative battery terminal and then found the positive terminal. “Wrench,” he barked, making no eye contact with any of them.
“You could say please, you know,” she said and slapped it on his hand.
“I could, but I won’t,” he said. Evie was speechless.
He pulled the old battery out and placed it down on the ground. He picked up the new battery, and attached it as quickly as he had disconnected the other one. He turned to face Evie, a look of annoyance filled both of their faces but for different reasons.
“Start her up,” he ordered.
She was fuming. Her face was distorted, and if it were physically possible, she’d breathe fire at that very moment. She stomped to the driver’s side and yanked the door open, plopping down onto the seat. She turned the ignition and the truck started.
Finch slammed the hood down and wiped his hands against his jeans. He bent over to pick up the old battery and moved to the passenger door. He opened it, placed the battery down on the floor, and then closed the door.
“Next time you want to play mechanic, read a manual first. Rule number one: make sure the keys are out of the ignition,” he said to Mouse.
“I was just trying to help,” Mouse said.
“I know,” he softened. “Stick to what you know and you won’t get hurt.”
“You get more with honey than you do by being a piss-ant, Finch,” Doris said to him.
He ignored her quip and scanned the area, and then said, “Don’t think Stoney’s coming to get us.”
Mouse checked his watch and nodded in agreement. “We better be getting back.”
“Stoney would forget
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