Radiator Springs A Zansasi Highway AdventureChapter 12 Arrival
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It was dark when I arrived home.
The last of many wonderful things had happened thirty minutes earlier when I'd reached down to adjust the radio one final time. I'd traveled across several broadcast footprints on this trip, and knew precisely where this out-of-town station would soon fade.
Of course I know my local stations best. I just needed to skip past two other stations to get to another one worth my ears. The first station up the dial is news/talk, which I like when I want content in my entertainment, and ignore when I just want to relax. I wasn't looking for content right now.
And above that is a fifty-thousand watt rap music — an oxymoron, if there ever was one — station that absolutely doesn't appeal to me ever.
I was still new to using such a fancy radio, and didn't want to take my eyes off the road having safely navigated both of us this far already today. My finger barely brushed across the skip button before the radio jumped over those two stations on its own and settled into my favorite oldies station.
The most interesting thing about this is that I didn't even consider it unusual. It had been that kind of a magical day.
When I arrived, I moved my other car out onto the street to give Sally the garage to herself. Although it's a so-called Two Car garage, one and a half is more like it. I didn't want her bumped or scraped in the tight quarters.
Inside the house there were four messages on my answering machine. The first was from my brother telling me he'd had car trouble, and asking if he could borrow my car. The next three were him calling back and asking if I'd gotten the previous message yet.
My brother is a good person. He's trying to make it with a wife and three kids on a single paycheck so that the kids will all have a full-time mother.
I called him and told him I'd bring my car right over if he could give me a ride back, and that he could keep it until further notice. I knew that he was trying to get past the next paycheck without a big hit for car repairs first.
He agreed immediately, thankful that I didn't grill him on his priorities again. He could increase his paycheck by over half if he was willing to travel more.
My old car felt like a lump of dead metal after the hours spent in Sally. Even the twenty-five minutes over to my brother's house seemed like an eternity.
I filled up the tank on the way — just as an extra little gift that I didn't plan to mention. On the return journey I heard how two of the kids had been sick, and that the unplanned doctor bills had caught him short. I stayed silent as much as possible, casually evading the questions of how I'd manage without my car myself.
I finally responded with a simple, "Not a problem. You need it more than I do right now."
I didn't invite him to look in my garage when he dropped me off.
Afterwards I was too energized to go to sleep yet, despite the long day and normally fatiguing amount of driving I'd done.
After sitting alone in my house for forty-five minutes, I finally took a chair into the adjoining garage and just sat there looking at my new acquisition.
I found it easy to verbalize how much I'd enjoyed our trip together because Sally is such a good listener. In fact, she's the best listener I've ever known. Patient, understanding, and absolutely never interrupts. What more can any man want in a female? Or in this case, clearly a Trophy Female.
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