part 3
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They told him that it was closed up, no bucks. They could trade out the jerry can at twice the price, though, and they had batteries for the flashlight.
The traveler agreed and paid in cash for the jerry can of gas, a couple D batteries for the flash light, a pack of smokes from the left over stock and if they had one, a beer. The order was complete, the gentleman smacked on a cig and lit it on the porch as one of the shop guys went to a locked room to fetch the gas.
While the traveler cracked open his beer, the car guy coming out side asked him, where did you come from and what the heck are you doing here? Nobody's out here, at all, man." The shop guy said. "I saw the lights on, the gas gauge is screwy on my car, it's a clunker, a real piece of work, you could say, as it died i saw an access lane back here and tried to get here before you closed up, but... i'm so so sorry." The young man said, sheepishly, while snuffing his cigarette out in the ashtray on the table on the porch.
"Not your fault man.", a shop guy said. "we just kinda try to get by, we had a um, ... lemonade stand here, only got enough for beer if we're lucky on the weekends. I'm here all the time, i used to sell TV's, record players and radios in the old auto repair building. Sold Out, no more stock.
The young man's eyes lit up.
"Well, i could maybe help you guys out, seein's how you did the same for me."
"what's the catch?" Asked the shop guy.
Not much, i just sell fireworks. They call them illegal, but they ain't, they're just as safe as the other ones form the roadside, and it'll help you get some money together and maybe open up all the way."
The shop guy listening sounded interested.
"Hey, Here, want me to show ya?", the young man asked energetically.
"GO Across The Street, Restaraunt's Parking Lot over there's okay, ain't had a car on that asphault in years."
"Far Out", the young man said, opening his briefcase, and grabbing some fireworks",
"be right back to talk business, enjoy the show."
the young man then walked across the street and lined up the fireworks on the pavement, and lit them all up, and quickly jogged back to the old gas station.
"CHECK IT OUT, MAN!", the young man yelled walking up to the shop guys, the light show just starting up behind him, spinning jumping sparkles and colors of flame lit up the abandoned parking lot, POPS, POWS and crackles filled their ears and smiles lit up all three's faces.
The show seemed to go on for minutes, far longer than regular fireworks, and they seemed just as normal if not better than the ones they were used to.
The shop guys were sold.
3 /?
contd-
They told him that it was closed up, no bucks. They could trade out the jerry can at twice the price, though, and they had batteries for the flashlight.
The traveler agreed and paid in cash for the jerry can of gas, a couple D batteries for the flash light, a pack of smokes from the left over stock and if they had one, a beer. The order was complete, the gentleman smacked on a cig and lit it on the porch as one of the shop guys went to a locked room to fetch the gas.
While the traveler cracked open his beer, the car guy coming out side asked him, where did you come from and what the heck are you doing here? Nobody's out here, at all, man." The shop guy said. "I saw the lights on, the gas gauge is screwy on my car, it's a clunker, a real piece of work, you could say, as it died i saw an access lane back here and tried to get here before you closed up, but... i'm so so sorry." The young man said, sheepishly, while snuffing his cigarette out in the ashtray on the table on the porch.
"Not your fault man.", a shop guy said. "we just kinda try to get by, we had a um, ... lemonade stand here, only got enough for beer if we're lucky on the weekends. I'm here all the time, i used to sell TV's, record players and radios in the old auto repair building. Sold Out, no more stock.
The young man's eyes lit up.
"Well, i could maybe help you guys out, seein's how you did the same for me."
"what's the catch?" Asked the shop guy.
Not much, i just sell fireworks. They call them illegal, but they ain't, they're just as safe as the other ones form the roadside, and it'll help you get some money together and maybe open up all the way."
The shop guy listening sounded interested.
"Hey, Here, want me to show ya?", the young man asked energetically.
"GO Across The Street, Restaraunt's Parking Lot over there's okay, ain't had a car on that asphault in years."
"Far Out", the young man said, opening his briefcase, and grabbing some fireworks",
"be right back to talk business, enjoy the show."
the young man then walked across the street and lined up the fireworks on the pavement, and lit them all up, and quickly jogged back to the old gas station.
"CHECK IT OUT, MAN!", the young man yelled walking up to the shop guys, the light show just starting up behind him, spinning jumping sparkles and colors of flame lit up the abandoned parking lot, POPS, POWS and crackles filled their ears and smiles lit up all three's faces.
The show seemed to go on for minutes, far longer than regular fireworks, and they seemed just as normal if not better than the ones they were used to.
The shop guys were sold.
3 /?
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