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though TJ wasn’t real sure why since he was an adult now. Dickie, as he was known, looked much the same as he had back then… just with a little more grey in his hair.
    TJ’s mind drifted back to a late summer afternoon when he’d been around fifteen. Bobby had decided he didn’t like Dickie telling him what to do in the shop anymore since he would own the place after he graduated high school.
    Bobby had been almost eighteen at the time and the biggest in size out of all of them. Watching the older man sling a nearly two hundred pound kid around like he was a rag doll when Bobby had puffed up at him, had changed how they all viewed Dickie after that.
    Looking at him now and the big grin he wore, one should have no fear of him, but somehow TJ still did even though the man must be in his mid to late fifties.
    “Let me show you around. Lots of changes over the past couple of years especially. When Edna passed away she left Bobby the business and the house. He ended up selling the house and used some of the profits to help build this place into what you see now. Come on, let’s start upstairs,” Dickie said with another grin.
    TJ followed the older man up a stairwell that he had never seen before since it had always been behind a padlocked door when they were younger. The upstairs was remodeled into several offices. Dickie stopped and knocked on the first door at the top of the stairwell and then turned the knob to go in. The nameplate on the door indicated it was Lilly’s office and TJ braced himself to see his sister-in-law… ex-sister-in-law.
    “Hi guys… come on in. I’ve got some paperwork for you, TJ,” she said with a smile. Grabbing a folder from a bin on her desk she handed it to him and then said, “I will need these back as soon as possible if you want paid.”
    Lilly was a hard one for him to figure. Her prim and proper appearance and behavior were such a contradiction to her sister’s behavior that it was hard to believe she and Sherri were even related sometimes. Other than resembling each other a great deal, they weren’t much alike.
    Where TJ now wondered what Lilly really thought about him working for her husband, he knew if it were Sherri behind the desk he’d have no doubts about what she really thought and would probably be in a corner licking his wounds.
    After taking the folder from Lilly, he followed Dickie down the hallway to another office. Opening the door, he was met by Meredith Reynolds, Chuck’s wife, whom he’d met at Tommy and Dana’s reception.
    Looking around the room, it appeared as though he stood in an art studio of sorts, as easels, paintbrushes and jars of colored water were spread throughout the room.
    “This is Chuck’s studio. He paints and produces mockups of designs for bikes in here… amongst other things. He does the paint work on the bikes with more intricate designs at a premium but also works with some of our interns, teaching them painting and detailing as a trade skill. Needless to say, that keeps him pretty busy and, as you can tell, Meredith here is soon going to need his assistance a little more,” Dickie said, smiling at the pretty woman.
    “That’s where you come in. I know you did body work, including painting, right out of high school. So it won’t be like starting from scratch like it is with the interns. Also since they tend to come and go… we need someone permanent to instruct and teach them the ropes. That will free up Chuck for whatever Meredith has in mind for him and for some of his other painting responsibilities. Just wanted to show you where you can find him most of the time if you should need him,” Dickie finished.
    Meredith shook her head at Dickie and then said, “Not at the moment… I have no idea where he’s at but if I had to guess, I would say out in the garage. Bobby called a few minutes ago and he started laughing and took off out the door.”
    Dickie also started laughing and then said, “No worries… we’ll find