Chapter Three
Doris pulled a rag from the back pocket of her coveralls and wiped perspiration from her face. After a week of crummy weather, the sun had risen this morning in a cloudless sky. The brightness was a welcome change, but the temperature in the building was stifling. As of yet, no breeze swept through to cool the space.
After a final swipe at her face, she pocketed the cloth and shrugged. She’d worked in worse conditions. At least she was performing a job she loved. The other girls in the motor pool were swell, grease monkeys like her. All with similar stories of being unable to find garages that would hire them.
Several days of practice had given her the confidence to drive the ambulance on the left side of the road. Learning to operate the vehicle from the right seat and sh
