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squeals, wrapping her arms around his neck.
    I’m screwed at trying to get her to stop calling him uncle.
    The image sends a quick pain to my chest. She used to run to my dad’s arms like that. Nova’s the only grandchild and the only child that’s ever in this shop. Naturally, since I work so much, she’s always here and holds a special bond with everyone who works here.
    Except for Daniel. She doesn’t seem to like him much. Probably because she’s smarter than him.
    As I reach Tyler, he and Daniel must finish whatever discussion they were having because Daniel is walking toward the office and Tyler starts to gather what we need to replace the rear axle in Daniel’s modified. I just hope he stays in the office for a while. I’ll never understand why my dad hired that little greasy-haired shit.
    I help Tyler get started on replacing the axle, only Daniel’s constantly trying to help us in the process. The kid knows how to drive a car but working on them, not so much.
    “You heard from Berkley lately?” I ask Tyler as we work. They broke up a few months back after dating for nearly two years. After she’d had a miscarriage, she’d called him up one morning and broke up with him. By the time he got home from work, she had his things packed and told him to get out. Since then, he’s been living above the office in the apartment my dad had built there for grandpa when he retired.
    “Haven’t heard from her in a while.” Tyler digs through his tool cart looking for the right socket he needs. “Saw her at the bar the other night hanging on your brother though.”
    I look over at him. “Figures.” I’m not at all surprised she’s messing around with Rawley. Or that Rawley would even consider her. Fucker has no morals anymore.
    He shakes his head. “I don’t know what her fucking deal is, but I’m not gonna keep putting up with it.”
    “She ever give you a reason?”
    “Not one I understood.” He takes an impact gun in his hand and lets it hang at his side. “Said something about needing to find herself after losing the baby.”
    “Wasn’t she only like a month along?” Don’t get me wrong, a loss is a loss, but she literally missed her period, found out and miscarried like two weeks later.
    Tyler laughs, just once. “Exactly my point. I mean, I get it, she was upset by it, but to throw away two years with me over it seems a bit drastic.”
    Daniel leans over me and points at the brake. “Do you think that’s the right way?”
    Daniel’s all for giving advice, but I’m not entirely sure what he’s referring to because it’s not like there’s more than one way to replace an axle. I don’t pay any attention to him. That is until he grabs the brake from me. Or tries to.
    “Fuck, man,” I bark, dropping the brake caliper on the concrete. “Shut up.”
    His head snaps up at my harshness, clearly offended. “I’m only trying to help.”
    “Well, you’re not. You drive and change the oil. Leave the rest to us.”
    I’ve got five cars I need to be working on right now. But I also know my dad had a soft spot for Daniel and would want us to help him. Still pisses me off, though.
    Ten minutes later, we’re examining the old axle. Tyler and I are discussing it when Daniel feels the need to try to help again.
    Tyler and I work well together. Daniel and I don’t.
    There’s just some people you don’t get along with, and everything they do seems to set you off. I suppose that’s Daniel for me. I try. I do, but it’s not easy.
    Nights like tonight where I’m already struggling with working late seem to be the ones when he gets in my face. It’s like he can tell I’m on the edge and his mission is to just push me over it.
    “What if you do it this way?” he suggests, and then proceeds to do it the wrong way.
    Tyler steps back, smiling, as if to say, I can’t wait to see where this goes.
    I look at Tyler, no doubt my face turning a little red as my blood rushes in anger. “Fuck, Daniel,