“Lisa was overjoyed at the way the engine sounded as Harley pulled up at the front porch and revved it before he turned it off. “It hasn’t ever sounded that good before!” she enthused. “Thank you, Harley!” “You’re very welcome, ma’am,” he said, making her a mock bow with his hat held against his chest. “But I didn’t fix it. I’m just delivering it.” She laughed and Cy glowered. She and Harley were close in age, or he missed his bet. The man, despite his bravado, was honest and hardworking and bas...ically kind. Cy wondered how old Lisa was. Well, at least she was young enough to find Harley’s company stimulating—probably much more stimulating than the company of an aging mercenary who was half-crippled and cynical…. “Won’t you both come in for a cup of coffee?” she invited. “I will,” Cy told her. “Harley, go take a look around and see what needs doing. Then find Lisa’s part-time help and get them on it.” “My pleasure, Mr. Parks,” he said with a wicked grin and turned to follow the tersely given instructions.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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