Having fixed Lily’s car but not having told her was anathema to his usual mode of operation. But enjoying her company had won over honesty. A small fib, he told himself. He’d give her the car back soon. Maybe tomorrow. Or perhaps he could say he was waiting on parts and run her in and out of town tomorrow, Friday and over the weekend too. Although if he did that he’d give her reason to be concerned about payment of the parts. Today was her day off so he hadn’t needed to pick her up early, but he was on his way to collect her now. They had the heavy lifting and the inventory to do at the library. A flash of red and a ray of sunshine reflecting on the silver spokes of a bicycle as he turned a bend immediately brought him out of his reverie. He hit the brake and yelled out the open window, ‘Janie-Louise!’ She looked up, swerved the red bike’s front wheel and nearly fell off before she put both feet onto the road. Nick pulled up to the verge and jumped out of the ute. ‘What the hell are you doing?’ ‘I’ve been to the stables.
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