“This is going to cost a fortune, but it needed to be done,” he told me as he sat on my couch. “Will you be awake?”
“Hit or miss,” I told him. “Call me an hour before we leave to let me have a chance to get awake.”
“We are going to get your car serviced next,” he told me to grateful ears.
“I just need an oil and oil filter change, engine air filter, and some much nicer and sturdier windshield wipers,” I replied to him.
We both agreed to take my car to West Point Tire and Auto tomorrow and pick it up later in the afternoon.
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