![]() ![]() Unfortunately, Jackson running late guaranteed that my only option would be to put my faith in my ragged, old Toyota to get me home at two in the morning when my now elongated shift should come to an end. Caleb, a friend who works in another department, had already offered to give me a ride home if my car wouldn’t crank since he lives out my way. Naturally, of all days for this to happen, my relief called in a little after ten to let me know he would be a few hours late. So, I just continued to cross my fingers and roll the dice. I suppose I was hoping to avoid the likely high cost of whatever repairs it would need, or having to take any time off work to arrange to get it fixed up. ![]() Still, I shouldn’t have continued to procrastinate in getting my car looked at. I live a good forty minutes away from my job, but the money was decent enough to warrant the commute. I had been ignoring the check engine light for a while now, but it hadn’t been struggling so much until that Thursday afternoon. My old beater of a car was struggling like hell when I pulled into the parking lot at my job, but I kept my fingers crossed that it would still get me home after my eight-hour shift ended. There were times I never even believed I would see the other side of those times with my sanity intact, but life got considerably easier when I was able to move out of my childhood home. My home life hadn’t been the most stable over those years, so I had never been the most attentive student. I managed my money well enough, but things weren’t always easy for the working man who never managed to achieve any further education after graduating high school. Though the job paid pretty well, I still mostly lived paycheck to paycheck. It was approaching the end of the month, and the last thing I needed was to miss a day of work when rent was coming due. I probably should have asked around to maybe arrange a carpool, or even just called in sick, but I was hoping it wasn’t too far gone. My old Toyota was barely hanging on during my trip to work that day.
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