So let’s get the show on the road. I need to be home by Friday to harvest some stuff for the market on Saturday.’ ‘What do you do?’ ‘I gro... onions, garlic, some herbs, and a few other things and sell them at the Farmers Market.’ ‘They told me that you were a super mechanic and could work on any vehicle.’ ‘Well that is partially right. I work on vehicles for people who need the help. I don’t waste my time working on rich people’s toys.’ ‘So you wouldn’t help me with my seven year old Toyota. I turned back to my customers."Certainly, sir," I smiled. "How can I help you?" What do we have to do, anyway?" the man asked as the children started playing in the dirt."It's very simple," I replied. See that man's head in the middle of the bullseye?" Brian Wallace's balding pate was the only part of his body you could see. The rest was completely hidden inside the tent behind him. A drawstring kept him from pulling his head back inside. "You can buy whipped cream 'pies' for a dollar apiece.. ’ I immediately saw red, ‘OVER REACTING! You think so? Well stick around for the rest of the show, cause you ain’t seen nothing yet,’ I seethed. ‘I want you all to have a good laugh at this, cause by tomorrow it won’t seem so fucking funny. Sherry, I’ve had it with you and you’re give a shit attitude,’ I fumed. ‘Brian please, can’t we talk about this in private?’ Sherry stammered. ‘What for? You don’t seem to want to keep any of our life private, come on Baby let’s share this part too.’ ‘God. She has not seen him since. Shes living with her sister now. Who is at work. She finally came up for some air, when I pulled into her dirt driveway. She lived in small white/brown double wide trailer. Just off the road. Thanks for listening to me. I hope,&hellip,I did not bore you. Nice to meet someone, that has not heard all my stories before. Said Molly. She took another big sip of her Slurpee. She then put the cup in my cup holder on my dash. She licked her faded red lips. Not a problem..