"Lookin’ for your dad?" Jim, the owner of the car shop, addressed Cal without looking up from his paperwork.
"Uh uh. Shane." She replied.
"Shane!" Jim’s voice boomed through the garage and the loyal boy came running. Jim nodded his head at Cal to answer why he’d been called.
"Hey you." She smiled, resisting the urge to hug him because of inevitable grease and dirt that came with the trade. "Clean yourself up so we can go."
She’d been spending plenty of time with him since they’d met, picking him up from from work or bringing him lunch to eat with him on his break. He gave her a sense of calm that she couldn’t resist, so she spent every moment with him she could afford, and since they’d gotten to be good friends fast, there wasn’t much competition for his time quite yet. Tonight they were headed to a special drive-in movie that was playing a few towns over, and Cal had been looking forward to it all week. She waited in the car while he finished up, fingers tapping impatiently on the wheel.