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new roommate. So, bring two pizza‘s.”
    “Who’s the roommate?”
    “Just a gal down on her luck. In fact she’s my new partner at the firm.”
    Mona over hearing the conversation and blurted out.  “I can stay in my room.  I don’t want to be in the way.”
    “Don’t be silly.  Mooney and I are just good friends.  I call him my boyfriend. It makes him feel good.  Nothing serious. You‘ll understand when you meet him.”
     
    Mooney and I attended the same high school.  Mooney is a nice guy but very simple minded. He’s a good mechanic.  His brother, Todd set him up with the garage.  His sister-in-law Megan takes care of the appointments, billing and keeps the office going. Mooney would fix all his friends rigs for free if it weren’t for Megan.
     
    There was a knock at the door. Dum de de dum dum, dum dum!
    “Who’s that?” Mona jumped from the sofa.  I motioned for her to set down.
    “It’s Mooney with our dinner and a movie. That’s our secret knock.”
    “Come in Mooney.”
    Mooney walked in with two pizza balanced high above his head and a six pack of  beer under his arm.
    “Give me those, you’re gonna drop them.” I grabbed the pizza and put them on the coffee table. His coveralls with MOONEY’S GARAGE stenciled across the back smelled of oil and gasoline. His cap was cocked on the side of his head. He stopped short of walking on the carpet and pulled his shoes off balancing himself with one arm flinging out to the side.
    “See, Tiffany, I remembered to take my shoes off.”  He looked at Mona’s shoes and shamed her with his finger.
    “Mooney girls don’t get their shoes all greasy like you do at the garage.”
    “Your clothes are in the bathroom you get your shower before we eat. Excuse me, Mooney, this is Mona, my partner.”
    Mona stretched her hand out for Mooney to shake. “Hi Mooney, good to make your acquaintance.”
    Mooney wiped his hand on his pants and shook Mona’s hand.
    “Like wise, ma‘am.  Now I have to go shower or Tiffany won‘t let me have dinner.”
    Mooney came from the shower dressed in clean coverall’s.
    It didn’t take long for us to down two  pizza’s and a six pack of  beer.  Mona and I sat on the sofa and Mooney lay in the floor on his belly watching ‘The Three Stooges’ laughing and burying his face in the throw pillow while he kicked his legs in the air.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    FIVE
     
    I called Bo’s Taxi for a ride downtown to Hood’s Used Car lot.  Bo’s rig was hitting on about two cylinders when he picked us up.
    “When you gonna get this rig to the garage?  Last time you picked me up it was running crappy.“
    Bo grinned and turn the radio up to drown out my complaining.
    Colorful plastic triangle shaped flags were strung on a string from the office to the corner polls in the car lot. The triangles were flapping in the wind making a popping noise. Mr. Hood flat footed it across the car lot with his brimmed hat cocked to the side of his head, chewing on a toothpick and giving us a big gold tooth grin. With every step he pulled his pants up from the buckle in the front. You could tell his pants are usually falling off from the frayed hem in the back leg of his pants.
    “I noticed Bo’s Taxi dropped you off. You needin’ some wheels? He tipped  his hat and ran his fingers through a few strands of hair and replaced his hat again making sure he cocked it to the side.
    “My Blazer is getting new brakes and it will be a couple weeks before the parts come in.”
    “I can put you in a nice rig. You see something you like on the lot I’ll make you a hell of a deal.” He started toward the front row where the more expensive rigs are parked.
    “No needing in heading up front I’m looking for something to give me wheels for a couple of weeks not a life time. Do you have lifetime warranty’s?”  I laughed.
    “First thirty