Tim POV: "Alright, what did you do know?" Bill said as me and Faith walked into the garage. "How did you know I did something?" I asked. "I told you, I know everything...Plus, you got that guilty look on your face." "I pulled out to fast at the gas station and cause a little fender bender." I said. "Yall both alright?" "Yeah I'm fine." "Me too. My truck on the other hand, not so much." Faith said. Bill walked around to the front of Faith's car to get a better look. "We can fix it, right Bill?" "Yeah, I'm sure we can. But it's probably going to take a couple of days because we will have to order a new fender for it." "Great." Faith sighed. "I'll go ahead and order it now." Bill said. After he left Faith crossed her arms and starred at the truck. "I can give you a ride to your house or something if you want." I offered. She just shook her head yes. I could tell she was aggravated, and I didn't blame her. I feel so bad because this is all my fault. I helped her get her groceries into my car then she gave me directions to her house.
