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There’s 14, third one from the right (the one with the white t-shirt sleeve poking out) coming in off the field with his comrades after they beat the competition in their first game. 14 plays defensive end and guard, and he was on the field all four quarters so he was a happy boy. I was there, with my fingers and toes painted Raider maroon with silver stars, frantically saying every five minutes, “What just happened?!” I have a keen grasp of football…. But!! Man, my nails looked good. :mrgreen:
Apparently, I don’t know anything about cars, either. I took my car in to Peewee the mechanic (no, I’m not kidding, he goes by Peewee….and he has a son called Bubba….) yesterday because I thought it needed new brake pads. I’m hard on brakes. Turns out I was wrong, my brake pads are fine. Peewee is the Last Honest Mechanic.
So here’s kudos to the Last Honest Mechanic, to 14 for winning his first high school football game, and most of all to 16 for getting through the week without totalling his car! Anyone you wanna give kudos to today? Drop a comment for a chance to win this weekend’s Free Book Friday giveaway title–September Silhouette Romantic Suspense release Miranda’s Revenge by Ruth Wind!
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