Life has strange turns of events

Now I’m not a young man anymore, I’m in my early 70’s as is my wife. Medical issues have messed up my wife’s sex life in the past couple of years but after nearly 50 years together, friendship and love binds us together. I’ve always been mechanically inclined and shortly after I retired, I inherited some money and build myself a nice shop where I could tinker on cars and do some welding and other projects to keep myself busy. It seems my kids and their friends almost always needed something done.

My son-in-law, Thomas (pronounced Toe-Mass, he’s Hispanic) was a royal pain because he thought he could fix things and almost always made it worse. Once my daughter’s car was miss firing and he could smell the rotten egg smell coming from the catalytic converter so he drilled a bunch of holes in it. Then the car would barely get out of the driveway. It took her an hour to drive the two miles to work. She called me and I brought my trailer, loaded up the car, and took her home then put her car on my lift and put a new catalytic converter on it as well as doing a tune-up, oil change, and a brake job. I then took it down and had 4 new tires put on it and had it aligned. She had the cord showing on three of her tires. Kids, ugh!

Anyway, one day, Thomas calls and asks if Maria could bring her car over for me to look at. Her husband had taken it to California, supposedly to look for work and now the car drove terrible. Maria and Carlos are my daughter Lora, and Thomas’s best friends, at least they’re always talking about going over to their place to go swimming or parties. Now I had never met Maria but my wife has at our youngest grandson’s birthday party. I was sick and didn’t want anyone else to get it.

My wife told me they have a son, Juan, in college on the coast learning to be a surgical nurse, a daughter, Cynthia, in college not far from here learning to be a physician’s assistant, and their youngest daughter, Emilia or Em, just started at our local college to be a commercial interior designer.

I told my son-in-law to have her bring it over. He said it might be her daughter Em and I said fine. I was working on my old Plymouth when I hear this car pulling into the driveway and the sound of metal on metal of the brakes didn’t bode well. Then a loud clunking noise as it came to a stop told me it really needed work. I headed out and this very beautiful young lady gets out of the car. Her long black hair in a ponytail cascaded down her back, almost to her waist. She was wearing a pair of shorts and 2″ heels and a crop top showing off her pierced navel, flat stomach, and a nice rack. If I had to guess, I’d say 38 C or D. I thought, man, her daughter is fine. I’d better behave myself.

As I stepped forward, wiping off my hand she said, “You are the Pa, they’re always talking about that can fix anything?”

I blushed a bit and said, “Well, not everything but quite a lot. I take it you’re Em?”

She laughed. “I’m Maria. Em’s mother and Carlos’s wife. You know me, you see me all the time.”

I looked at this vision of loveliness and said, “If I had ever seen you before, I’m sure I would have recognized you. You’re hard to forget.” She smiled and looked around my shop. Then she spied a rack I built to hold my hats, coats, and vests near the man door. She walks over to it, throws on a vest, then a Four Corners Co-Op baseball cap, tucking her hair under the cap. She walks back to me and says, “May I help you sir? What are you looking for today? More of those 3/8″ bolts you got last week?”

By :R69runner

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