After Don sent his reply to Summer, he walked over to his car and started the engine. The familiar roar of the Mustang echoed in the service shop, a sound that was both comforting and exhilarating.
Just as he was about to shift into gear, his phone rang. He glanced at the screen and saw Samantha's name. With a sigh, he picked it up and answered, "Hey, Mom."
Samantha's voice came through, calm but with an undertone of concern. "Hey, Donnie. Did you manage to get your shopping done?"
"Not yet," Don replied, keeping his tone even. "We got held up at the farm. Aunt Amanda can explain more when you get home. Right now, I'm at the service shop. Just finished getting the Mustang checked out, and I'm about to pick up Summer. I might get the shopping done after that, or maybe with her, but I won't let her know the card I'm using came from you."