With several shakes of his head, the mechanic imparted his bad news. He really wanted to give this owner a reprieve. She had been a regular customer for a few years, and each time he could see the worry lines etched on her face and the holes in her jumper.

Just once, he wanted to give a reprieve to one customer walking through his doors, but today wasn’t one of those days. This car had so many things going wrong with it. The tires were bald, the window wipers broken, and the cam belt hanging by a thread.

There was no way he could limit the price today, and he couldn’t let her spend another penny on this car.

“You could get the work done, but it would cost about two hundred to get it road worthy this time, but I have an idea. My friend is getting rid of his car, and was going to scrap it, but I can fix all the problems for half the price this would cost. You could also get fifty pounds for scrap.”

“Why are you helping me like this?”

”Because sometimes we all need a reprieve,” he said.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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