Chapter 6“Is this a new car?” I asked as I buckled my seat belt. “It smells like one.” The new upholstery smell hadn’t dissipated yet.
“Yes,” she answered as she started the engine. The engine was so smooth, you could hardly hear it. “She just bought it last week, so we’d have room if we needed to transport anything. She still has her Rolls at home, but I don’t drive that one unless she’s with me. And she’s not comfortable in my Corolla.”
“A Corolla? Not even an Avalon?” The Corolla was a lower model Toyota, the Avalon a little higher up the product line.
Montie laughed. “I had it before she had me, so I wasn’t driving the best.”
“And she let you keep it?”
“Not at her house. I have it parked at a friend’s house over in the next town.”
That was understandable. I would have sold it and
