Chapter Fifty Two:
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AROUND FOUR IN the afternoon Yancy found Cap sunning in the office lobby like an old gray cat. Yancy touched the old guy’s shoulder and asked if Cap would drive him the four blocks to the hardware store.
Several of the aging dwarves had cars, most of them rarely used, but Cap liked to drive, so his car looked as if it would start. Yancy had asked him to go with him a few times to pick up supplies and thought, for his age, Cap was a great driver.
“You can just borrow my car, Yancy,” Cap said as he tried to snuggle back into his dreams. “With the promise of rain, I wasn’t planning on going anywhere.”
Yancy tried to think of an answer. He wasn’t about to tell Cap that he didn’t have a license, and if he didn’t go today, Miss Bees and Mrs. Ollie would just be in again
