CHAPTER 10: Terry
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“Is that your car?” Terry had never seen a bigger piece of junk. It was an old Ford something or other. It was covered in rust and had so many dents, he couldn’t even tell the model any longer.
“I know it’s not great but it gets me from here to there.”
“I don’t see how?” He walked around the car. “This thing isn’t safe to be on the road.”
“It is too.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“When was the last time it broke down?”
“What difference...”
He was in no mood for avoidance. He shot her a look.
“A week ago but that’s why I know it’s safe to drive. They fixed it.”
“They should’ve put it out of its misery.”
“I have to go.” She pulled her keys from her purse.
Great. Now, he’d pissed her off. “I told you before I was brusque.”
“Rude is more accurat
