Enthusiast

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al_forbes

I once found Whitey out in his pop’s garage, just standing there, eyes closed. The garage was kind of a monument to good intentions.

Whitey’s pop was a collector of old cars. More than a collector. An enthusiast. When he’d get to talking about them, his eyes would go funny.

“Found me a ’02 Wheeler Runabout rotting away in a barn outside of Sasabe,” he told me once. “I get her fixed up, we’ll put on driving togs and take her out for a spin.”

It never happened, of course. Gin-fueled dreams aren’t worth the time it takes to hear them.

Friday Fictioneers

  1. Carolyn Page

    I was taken by the phrase ‘monument to good intentions’. ‘Gin-fueled dreams’ also hit home too. Put the two together, and there’s imagery abounding. Great job!

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  2. penshift

    Character reminds me a bit of a cousin sans the booze. Forever planning to restore his car and never getting too it. Very dry style the puts us right in the speakers pov. :)

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