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    “So where are we goin’?”
    “Figured we could go to Sadie’s Restaurant and have some dinner. Then I thought maybe a movie, but seeing as how you love engines…you wanna go to my shop?”
    A large smile covered her face. No one, not even her father, had ever taken her love of engines and the inner workings of a car seriously. She couldn’t believe that Wayne was actually doing so. As they made their way into town, he stopped at the light at the corner of the main drag that led to Sadie’s. Beside them, Kevin Grimes pulled up as well.
    “Clem! Why don’t you hop out of that car, honey. C’mon over here to a winner!” he yelled, looking at the two of them.
    Wayne revved his engine as Kevin did the same. He looked across the seat at Clem.
    “So whatdya say? Should I smoke his doors or not?”
    Clem looked up at the red light. Out of her peripheral vision she could see the light for thru traffic turning yellow. If she was going to make a decision it had to be now.
    “Yeah, smoke ’em.” She giggled right as the light turned green.
    Wayne grinned, shoving his foot on the accelerator and beginning the shift through the gears. Kevin hadn’t been prepared and stalled as soon as he hit the gas.
    “Guess he was too scared.” Wayne laughed, pulling into the diner.
    *
    “You ever been to a real shop before?” Wayne asked as they made their way into the shop he used.
    Dinner had been a nice affair. He got to see the real Clem, not the airs she put on for everybody, and not the girl she wanted her daddy to know. He got to see the real her. She was way more intelligent than anyone had given her credit for. Being around racing and so many different types of people her whole life, she had picked up on a lot of things. He’d known she was intelligent, but she damn near knocked his socks off.
    “Not a real one. Daddy never had one of those. He’s just always had the junkyard out back.”
    He led them inside and turned the overhead lights on. She gasped. The place was immaculate. All the tools were in their proper spots, the car sitting in the middle of the shop looking spotless.
    “It’s so weird seeing it here by itself with no other cars around it and without being covered in dirt.”
    “It is a little different. Do you want me to open it up so you can look under the hood?” he asked.
    Her eyes sparkled as she nodded enthusiastically. He opened the hood and leaned against the car with her.
    “I have no idea what half this stuff does, but it fascinates me like you would not believe. It looks absolutely beautiful on the inside.”
    “Yeah it is,” he said, glancing at her and not the inside of the car.
    She noticed the changed in his voice and turned her face to watch him. He was looking straight at her. They turned to face each other at the same time. Carefully, he placed his arms around her, pulling her closer to his body. She leaned into him and he moved her hair back from her face.
    “You’re so different than what I ever thought you were. It’s amazing I’ve known you my whole life, but never knew how much engines interested you.”
    She dipped her head down a bit, embarrassed by how she had let her guard down.
    “Wayne, there’s a ton of things people don’t know about me. They think they do, and they like to act like they know everything about Clementine Lewis because they see me every day at the store. They see me every weekend at the track, but they don’t know anything. There’s so many times I’ve wanted to yell at people, ‘stop acting like you know me, because you don’t.’ I think I’m really just getting to know myself,” she said, looking up into his eyes.
    “I’d love to help you with finding yourself. Maybe you can help me find myself too. A lot of the time I’m what everyone wants me to be because the dreams of this town hinge on what I do. At least that’s the way I feel. Sometimes I just wanna let loose, ya know?”
    “I know exactly how you feel.” She nodded.