Chapter 5
I got a call from Darren early one afternoon asking if I wouldn’t mind picking him up from school and giving him a ride to the garage to pick up his SUV. His Blazer had been in the shop for the last two days after giving him trouble on his way home from work. Fearing my car would be broken into or stolen while parked at the school, he turned down my offer to use the Lexus and chose to get rides from Deena and coworkers or take public transit instead. A rental car was simply out of the question because Darren felt the expense was “unnecessary.” Hearing that the Blazer was fixed was music to my ears.
“Sure, I’ll pick you up,” I told him.
He hesitated before telling me, “The Blazer is at Carlos’s shop.”
I didn’t say anything. I wasn’t sure what to say. It never even occurred to
