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The grown a*s man I was pretty sure I was wanted to tell him to f**k off. That it wasn’t his business what I did with my time. But my father’s voice was in my head, reminding me to be respectful of my elders and to be considerate of customers.
Dammit.
“I was working on a project for Stone Auto Repair,” I admitted. I mentally crossed my fingers they wouldn’t push for more, but even as I thought it, I knew there was no way in hell they’d let it drop.
“A project? You turning this place back into that stupid custom thing you tried before? Where you thought you could make a living building things and cutting all of us off from the suppliers?” d**k asked. He laughed, elbowing the other two, who joined in his laughter.
I seethed. Yes, I failed. Yes, I f****d up. Yes, I almost lost the sto
