Wings of Love
you?”  Amy said excited to
hear from him.
    “I signed up for my GED classes
today.”  Adam took a sip of his soup.  “I start
right away and I will be finished in May.  Then I can
attend college in the fall.”
    “Good for you.  If you need my help
studying just let me know,” Amy said thoughtfully.  “I
used to work as a tutor in high school.”
    “Thanks.”  Adam remembered the main
reason he called.  “You can bring your car to the station
on your lunch tomorrow, if you want.  We don’t have too
many repairs scheduled, so I’ll have time to look at it.”
    “That works for me.  I go to lunch
at noon,” Amy agreed.  “But only if I can treat to
lunch.”
    “Okay.”  Adam swirled the spoon in
his soup.  “I miss you.”  He sat nervously as
he waited for her response.
    “I miss you too.”
    Adam exhaled a sigh of relief that they were
both on the same page.  “See you tomorrow, babe.”
    As he hung up the phone his stomach growled
to remind him about the dinner that sat there
untouched.  He ate his sandwich as he reflected on the
positive changes that he had made in the past
week.   Life is good .
     
    ***
    Amy pulled into the parking lot of Harper’s
Shell.  She stopped at McDonald’s on her way
over.  She hoped he liked Big Macs because she bought him
two.  Amy watched Adam in his short sleeve shirt which
showed off his muscular arms as he pumped gas into a Ford
LTD.  She blushed as she caught herself checking him out
when he leaned over to wipe the windshield.   Damn he
looks good.
    Adam finished with his customer than
sauntered over to greet Amy.  “Hi babe,” he smiled.
    “I brought you some lunch,” Amy held up the
McDonald’s bag.
    “Come on.  We can eat
inside.”  Adam grabbed her hand and led her into the gas
station.  They walked through the garage then into an
office in the back.  Amy sat down in a swiveled chair
Adam offered her by the desk. 
    He cleared off the desk and pulled a folding
chair next to her.  “It’s nothing fancy, but I guess it
will do.”  He chuckled at his own joke as he unwrapped
the burger Amy placed in front of him. 
    “Well, well Adam, who do we have
here?”  A stout, middle-aged man with glasses and graying
hair slapped him on the back. 
    “This is Amy,” he said
proudly.  “Amy this is my boss, William Harper.”
    “Nice to meet you, Amy.”  Mr.
Harper extended his hand towards Amy.  “Enjoy your
lunch.”
    “Thanks,” said Amy as she shook his hand.
    Amy unpacked the rest of their lunch and
placed it on the desk.  “Shoot!  I forgot the
ketchup”
    “That’s okay.  I’ll let you slide
this time.”  Adam winked at Amy and wolfed down the rest
of his second hamburger.
    “Joey was wondering if you and I wanted to go
to open skate this Saturday night.”  Amy asked before she
took a bite of her lunch.
    “Sure, I don’t think I have nothing going
on.”  Adam said as he sipped his pop.  “How
about I pick you up around seven?”
    Amy nodded as she took another bite of her
hamburger.  Adam took the empty bag and placed his
crumbled wrappers in it.  He waited for Amy to do the
same then tossed it into the garbage.  Before she could
get out of her chair he spun her around and gave her a kiss.
    “Thanks for lunch.”  Adam’s gray
eyes sparkled right in front of her.  “Now let me take a
look at your car.”
    Adam started the car up and listened to
it.  He shut it off and popped the hood checking the oil,
the coolant level, and antifreeze. “Those are all good,” he glanced
up at Amy as he screwed the lid back on.
    Adam also checked the brake, power steering
and windshield washer fluids.  ”Be right
back.”  He strolled back to the station and carried a
gallon of blue fluid back with him.  “You don’t want to
run out of this when the weather is nasty.”  Then he
checked all the belts and hoses.  He took his flashlight
out and looked

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