Title: Loving A Classic
Source: Weekend Writing Prompt #119 – Tinker
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 75 words.
Photo by Marc Kleen on Unsplash
My baby needed work, but the estimate made me cringe.
“It ain’t worth it. Ya wanna sell?” The office manager was all about dollars and cents. There was never any doubt, whatever the price I would gladly pay.
The mechanic smiled, happy to tinker with her engine.
“You don’t see these anymore,” he said, looking at me, he understood our connection.
“Don’t you worry. I’ll treat her like my own. She’ll be good as new.”
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
Aww, emotional attachment!!
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Yes, it can be a beautiful thing. ❤
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Indeed! The love we have for things can be as powerful as what we have for people or ideas.
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Memories get tied up with the object. A physical manifestation of what we want to hold tight.
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Yes!
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There are those out there for whom their car is a cherished piece.
This was great, Jo!
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I love my little sports car. Glad you liked it, Dale.
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I once had a beautiful old blue sports car (Mazda) which needed a new engine but I couldn’t afford it. It sucked when I had to let it go.
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I had a similar situation with a Mustang I owned for 15 years. It was heartbreaking. 😥
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Dear Jo,
We do become attached to that hunk of metal, don’t we? I love where you took this.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle. Certain cars hold some great memories.
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I’ve always thought it would be cool to restore an old car. Too bad I’ve never gained enough experience to start! Nice story.
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Drive a classic car is great. Experience and money are both helpful when maintaining one. Glad you liked the story.
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Yeeeah… I grew up really white trash, so we had hollow shells of classic cars in our yard, but we could never afford the parts to get them back together!
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