Abel
It's getting dark when I pull up to Kara's. This is the time of year I hate the most, when we lose daylight so soon, and we have to be creative in the ways we get our work done. She's out the door, and heading toward my truck, before I can shut the engine off. I lower the passenger side window. "Let me come over there and help you in."
"No." She shakes her head, with a grin. "I got it."
It's funny to see her hop up, and grab the ‘oh shit’ handle. I should know by now, there's absolutely nothing she can't do. She settles into the seat, situating herself before buckling in. "I should've known."
"I'm pretty stubborn, and independent as they come. Either way, thank you for already doing what you've done. We could feel a difference this afternoon." She reaches over, grabbing the hand I have on the console.
"You're welcome, I'm glad I could help. This may be a long date we're about to have. We gotta go to the hardware store."