Chapter 9
Although the repairs - the very extensive, very expensive repairs - had been completed more than a week ago, my car was still in Andrew's father's garage behind the gas station. There really wasn't anywhere to park it at my grandmother's house. So after leaving the house, we had to climb the steep path up the bluff to the level of the highway.
This was the fourth time I'd hiked uphill that day, and it was barely past breakfast time. But that was no longer unusual for me these days. Without intending to, I was getting into much better shape than I'd been in since I'd left my high school track days behind. I no longer got more than mildly winded, although I was still in awe of my grandmother, who had twice my stamina at more than three times my age.
"You've started it up, right?
