Author's Note

It has been two months since they met however their relationship hasn’t really advanced past the occasional phone call but things will soon change let’s see how they’re doing.

Couple Months Later

4/14/08

Arron leaned against the counter early Friday morning holding the newspaper in his right hand and his coffee in his left hand his refrigerator was now properly hooked up the temperature had risen quite a bit since February now reaching the 80’s meaning that he would no longer be wearing a jacket. Arron wore a black “Don’t Tread on Me” shirt, blue jeans, brown boots, and aviator sunglasses that had some cuts on the front of the left shoe. Under his shirt you could barely make out the bottom of his cross tattoo on his right arm and the Marine Corps tattoo on his left. Arron’s phone rang in his pocket as he sipped from the white Confederate flag cup with his coffee in it, he sat the cup down and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

Arron answered it with the usual “sup buddy.”

Celestia sounded as if she were in some sort of distress “hey Arron can you come get me? My car broke down and I really need to get to the school.”

Arron sighed and said “alright bud I’ll be where?”

“On the side of Highway 23 south.”

“Alright i’ll be there in about 10 minutes.”

Arron closed the phone and put it in his pocket and placed the newspaper down on the counter and walking out to his truck that had changed over the course of 2 months it had a wench on the front bumper, and a toolbox mounted at the front of the bed. Arron started the truck and pulled out of his driveway and down the road leading to the highway, he turned onto the highway and drove south on the four-way road. He found Celestia sitting on the hood of her car an angered expression on her face. Arr on pulled his truck over and got out

“Pop the hood” said Arron walking over to the car.

Celestia opened the hood of the car and Arron began to look over its engine before saying “what happened?”

“I hit a raccoon and after five minutes the engine began to smoke.” said Celestia worriedly.

“Might’ve busted the radiator you got a jack? ya know the thing that lifts the cars.”

“No I don’t” said starting to sound even more upset that she was now late for work.

“I got one in my truck” said Arron walking over to his truck

Arron lowered the tailgate and reached towards the front grabbing a red heavy duty jack by the handle and rolled it towards him. He lifted it up and sat it on the ground rolling it over to her car and placing it under the front bumper and lifting up the car. Arron took off his shirt revealing a white tank top t shirt.

He got on the ground and slid himself under the car and said to her “Don’t lean on the car and hold these” Arron took off his sunglasses reveling his brown eyes Arron sighed and said “need a flashlight”

Arron slid out and walked over to his truck opening the passenger door and opened the glove box pulling a long black flashlight out of it and walking back over to the car sliding back under it and shining the light under the radiator.

“Poor some water into the radiator and if it starts leaking out then you have a busted radiator.”

Celestia grabbed the bottle of water in her cup holder and began to poor it into the open radiator, the faint sound of water dripping could be heard as she did so.

“Yep it’s busted” Arron slid out from under the car and grabbed his shirt that he sat on the tail gate of his truck and said “Get all the stuff you aren’t willing to lose out of the car lower the hood and lock the door I got the day off so i’ll come get it later with my trailer if anyone drives this they ain’t getting far i’m taking you to work.”

Arron put his shirt on and climbed into his truck starting it, about 1 minute later Celestia got in the truck holding her purse she buckled her seat belt and sat her purse in the center of the seat and folded her hands in her lap as Arron changed gears using the stick shift and turned around heading in the direction of Canterlot. The old loud engine was barely muffled by the cab that looked old the doors were lined with plastic most of it around the bottom having been cracked and the dashboard was almost completely missing and so was the defrost vent, Arron’s side of the seat was covered with a towel tied to the seat by zip ties covering a large chunk that was missing on his side of it. A somewhat crudely installed wench control that could be slid out sat on top of the console with 2 switches one for out the other for in. A cross dangled from the mirror moving from side to side slightly as they drove, the reached the crossing next to the school the sun now all the way up and the sky clear and next to the crossings were men with cameras on tripods lots of them about 10 all of them had their cameras facing the tracks. As they crossed Arron looked down the tracks seeing the 4 distinct headlights of an AR-17 2 on the top of the cab, and one on each side of the bottom, and the sound of a distant A200 air horn it was distinct as it was one of the only air horns used on american trains that sounded like a buzzer and was one of the oldest air horns used on diesels.

Celestia looked over to Arron “so why are there so many people with cameras out here?”

Arron turned his truck into the parking lot as he said “some sort of steam festival a bunch of old steam locomotives are coming into town even old M&B 116 is coming outta retirement to do it so all these railfans are getting out even though the festival ain’t till tomorrow they wanna get some footage of other trains.” Arron stopped his truck “alright i’ll talk to you later now i’m gonna go watch that train.”

Celestia got out of the car “by Arron i’ll talk to you later.” she shut the door and walked into the school as Arron drove off.