Monday's Lie
“Simon’s text came in while I waited on Wednesday morning in the sticky-floored lounge of the auto-service center. His message interrupted me from sipping again from a cup of brown water purported to be coffee. It tasted awful, but I was restless and stubborn to pin down what was wrong with it. Ultimately, I was skeptical that they had used the right kind of beans. I tried to suss it out with tiny little tastes. Pinto beans maybe. Or limas. With food coloring dripped in to cover the mistake.
Can...’t, I typed. The car died. I’m at the repair shop now.
How about after work? Need to talk. His reply came so fast, I hadn’t even set down my phone.
Ok. Quick one.
Earliest?
4?
Cool. See u there.
“Mrs. Aldrich?”
“That’s me.” Sort of, I thought.
“It’s good news, bad news. Or maybe bad news, good news?”
“Isn’t it always? I mean, I’m here, aren’t I?”
“Yep. Because your serpentine belt gave it up. That’s the bad news. But it won’t take long to fix. That’s the good-news part.MoreLess
Can...’t, I typed. The car died. I’m at the repair shop now.
How about after work? Need to talk. His reply came so fast, I hadn’t even set down my phone.
Ok. Quick one.
Earliest?
4?
Cool. See u there.
“Mrs. Aldrich?”
“That’s me.” Sort of, I thought.
“It’s good news, bad news. Or maybe bad news, good news?”
“Isn’t it always? I mean, I’m here, aren’t I?”
“Yep. Because your serpentine belt gave it up. That’s the bad news. But it won’t take long to fix. That’s the good-news part.MoreLess
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