Leave Me Breathless: The Ivy Collection by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragonfly Ink Publishing
Published: 2020-01-06T18:30:00+00:00

1

Harla

“Harla, wash up. Lunch is ready.” I smile at the soft call from my grandmother.

Pushing out from under the car, I blindly search for the rag. “Coming, Gigi,” I yell out, getting to my feet. My overalls are thick with dirt—as they usually are. I love working on cars. It makes me feel calm. It started out as a hobby, something to feel closer to Pop-Pop and my father. They both worked on this beauty in front of me, a black 1970 Dodge Charger. She has a bright red stripe on the hood. Yes, she's a girl. She’s honestly the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. My dad tried to restore it but didn’t get to finish it. It’s something I’ve been working on since I turned fifteen and it’s finally finished.

Walking through the door that leads me into the kitchen, I’m hit with the smell of pecan pie. It’s a Sunday tradition, something Gigi has done ever since she and Pop-Pop got married. When my father came along, she never stopped making them, and she’s carried on the tradition with me. She’s even given me the recipe to make it. She told me that one day, I’d have the love of my life, and I could make him one too.

“Gigi, I’ve done it.” I can’t keep the smile off my face.

Her eyes light up. “Really?”

Nodding, I reach for her hand. “How about we take it out for a test drive after lunch?”

She clasps my hand between hers. “That sounds amazing. I haven’t been in that car since your pop-pop was alive.” Tears shine in her olive green eyes. They’re so expressive, show so much love.

“Both your pop-pop and your father are going to be so proud of you. You did something that neither of them could, and that was get that old girl running again.”

Pride bursts inside. “It was a triple effort, and they helped get it working just as much as I did.”

She pats my hand. “Harla, be proud. I am. You’re a very special young lady. Will you tell your father when he comes around that you have it working?”

I’ve never told my dad that I’ve been working on it. I didn’t want to disappoint him. I guess only seeing him once or twice a year does that? When he does come around, he doesn’t stay very long. The last few times he’s been here, he’s gotten an emergency phone call, making him leave. That's just how he rolls. He will never be like other dads, and it's something I both love and hate. I thought once I hit eighteen, it would stop, but it hasn’t. He was here only a few months ago for my nineteenth birthday. He always gives me money, and Gigi says it’s because he doesn’t know what to do with a teenage daughter.

“Maybe.” I shrug, answering her question.

“Wash up,” she reminds me with a soft smile. She never pushes me to do anything I don’t want to, and she’ll fully support me no matter what I decide.

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