Chapter 76 Stefan

• After she ate, I led the way to the large garage. It was built in the same style of the house and had enough space for three cars, but two of those were loaded with old equipment for the vineyard we no longer used. In the third stood the truck I'd been working on, a 1970s Chevy.
• "That's very old. Does it still run?" she asked when we neared.
• "I hope so. I spent last night and two hours this morning working on the thing." I'd been up since half past five.