“When’s the last time you had this serviced?”
“I don’t know. Some time.”
He glanced back at her, a dry look out of smoky gray eyes. “Some time looks to have been the other side of never. Your battery cables are corroded.”
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"People will come in here bent all out of shape, angry at the car instead of themselves. They won’t be honest about what happened."
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“You think all it takes is a key and a driver’s license?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Your battery cables were covered with corrosion, your oil was sludge. Your tires were low and your brake pads damn near shot. I bet you slather yourself with some fancy cream every day of your life.”
“Excuse me?”
“But you can’t bother to get your car serviced. Lady, this car was a disgrace. You probably spent more on those shoes than you have on maintaining it.”
Bed of Roses