He’d just had the car in the shop. After some punk kids had ripped out his stereo and messed up his hood, he’d needed to have it repaired. Of course, he took the opportunity to throw in some body work, as well, at the insurance company’s expense. The car had been running fine for weeks, and now this.
When the turning lane beside him got the arrow, he waited until the traffic cleared before turning left from the middle lane, running through the intersection just before the light turned red. The mechanic wasn’t far from the gym, and they had a shuttle he could take into work. But the insurance company had already paid for the repairs. If this noise didn’t stem from that incident, Matt knew he’d been forking over the money out of his own pocket. There went buying a ring any time soon.
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