She didn’t reply, it was obvious she’d been in an accident. She was the victim here, she hadn’t stood a chance. Sadness washed over him as he looked at her, barely recognisable from the impact.
They said she was supposed to be at home, so why was she there?
‘Was there any hope? Would she ever be the same?’
Preparing himself for the procedure, he put on his gloves and surveyed the tray of instruments.
The Mechanic smiled at the mangled sports car.
‘Don’t worry beautiful.’ he said. ‘I’ll fix you.’