Luna
I walked up to the old auto repair shop where Omar worked. I was wearing a short black skirt and the same color sweatshirt. On my feet were boots also black.
-I envy you this job. I love cars, I said, and the boy looked at me with wide eyes. He was currently holding a screwdriver and tinkering with a sports car.
-yes, that's me. I decided that you don't have to make an effort to discover who I am...-I said quietly
-yes? and what did I deserve that your ladyship showed her face?-he asked smugly and with irony in his beautiful deep voice at which I showed him the middle finger. He replied with the same. I looked to the right. To my eyes appeared an old probably green SUV. The paint was so stripped that I managed to see only scraps of cim green and dark blue paint. I fell in love with this scrap. I myself had a rather expensive, spiffy car. Mustang. A black mustang. Too expensive.
-Luna? What are you doing here? -he asked carefully watching my face.I ignored his question while staring at the SUV-A. Omar followed me with his eyes.
-something wrong with it, he asked in a strange tone.
-who jet this car?
-is mine. Why?
- Can I buy it back from you? Or we can trade.-I suggested and Omar straightened up looking at me.
-What do you propose?" he asked curiously.
-Follow me, I said and led him to my mustang.
-This is your car?!-he asked me with admiration in his voice.
-Yes it's mine, so what, you want to trade? SuV for a Mustang?
-But are you serious?
-well, yes. I love old cars.... But this SuV is usable?
-No... Yes, only it needs to be washed, refueled, refurbished and the wheels inflated. I can do it for you
-No, it's not necessary. I will take care of it myself. Just take it to my property with some kind of trailer.
-Wow...Thanks.... I always wanted to have a mustang but even the money from the fight is not enough
for an orginal.
-Don't tell anyone about my property ok?
-good.
Just two hours later we drove the trailer on which the car stood on my property. Beautiful large villa, huge yard.
-Thank you, I'll take care of this car.-I said as Omar looked around the dusty garden. It was full of old cars standing there. Something akin to scrap metal. I had paint and lots of tools.
-Do you restore the cars here?
-not always. I collect more and take useful parts from them. See. Here is the engine of some old Ford. And here is a good mirror from a truck. Once I even assembled a car from scratch. It continues to drive.
-wow I had no idea you were so interested in cars.
-nobody knows.Okay, I'll haunt you again sometime in this workshop of yours.
-you can drop by there and do some tinkering with other cars.
-in a sense to work?
-if you want to...-He left with the trailer and I set about restoring the SUV-A
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LOST IN SIN [english version]
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