“Good morning,” she said. Her voice was unhurried, a little worn at the edges. “I hope I’m not interrupting.”
“Not at all,” Luis said. “What can I do for you?”
“My car is making a noise,” she said. “I couldn’t describe it to you in any technical sense, I’m afraid. It started a few days ago. At first I thought it would stop on its own, which I’ve been told by various people is not how mechanical problems work.”
Luis found himself smiling. “They’re right, unfortunately.”
“So I’ve learned.” She glanced back at the car. “I just need to know if it’s serious. I don’t live far, but I worry about being stranded somewhere.”
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