"Your car ain't done yet. He's gonna to call me when it's ready."
"Then how are you going to pick it up? Go back to town for The Pony?"
"No. I'll go get it, bring it home, and you can drive me back to get my truck."
[It's only 5 miles from here.]
"Will there be time? You have to meet that guy down at your store at 5:30."
"No. He saw me going into Walmart this morning, and paid me right there. I thought he was gonna pick up what he bought, but he said he'll get it this weekend."
"Okay. So I'll get ready to take you to town, I guess."
"If he ain't called me by 4:30, I'm going to check on it."
Well. T-Hoe was NOT ready. Not a big deal, because it was a last-minute thing, and Mick the Mechanic has other work. At least Hick took T-Hoe that day. He said he'd have to get T-Hoe on Friday. IF the work was done. So I went without a town trip.
Right now it's Friday, and I'm waiting to see if T-Hoe is finished. Hick has to get a shot at 1:00, and will then go by to see. He was not happy with Mick on Thursday afternoon. Said Mick talked on the phone 20 minutes before acknowledging him. You never know, it might have been business. Mick can't control whether he's already on the phone when Hick pops in.
I really miss my T-Hoe.
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