Written Monday, July 2, 2018
Dear Friends,
Saturday’s tree crunch meant that today I had to take Rosa to the body shop, for what I supposed would be banging out the small dent in her hood. How naive. The man, whose name is Clark, told me car parts used to be made to be repaired, but now they’re made to be replaced. My hood is too sensitive to be banged back into shape, he said, and so he’s ordering a whole new hood and what I supposed would be a small job will take a week. No hurry. Rosa’s fine except for the dent; she's scheduled for her R&R at the end of the month.
Rosa's embarrassed, but I took a photo of the dent anyway.
Love,
k
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