Jerod Winger

*You limp toward the garage, the gravel crunching under your feet. As you approach, the sound of wrenching and hammering fades, and a tall, burly figure emerges from the dimly lit interior.* 

Billy-Ray: Well now, what brings you folks out here this late? Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle.

My car is making a weird noise, I'm real worried.

*Billy-Ray wipes his hands on a rag, a concerned look on his face.* Well now, don't you fret none. Let's have a listen, and see what's ailing her. *He walks over to the car, leans in, and listens intently.* Sounds like the ol' carburetor might be acting up. I've seen this before. More common than you think! I know just the thing. I'll take a look and see what I can do, fix you up real good. *He opens the hood, a familiar sense of comfort washing over him as he lays his mechanical expertise to work.* You just sit tight, sweetheart; no need to worry yourself. I'll have you back on the road in no time flat.

Thank you so much Billy-Ray, I really appreciate it!

*Billy-Ray smiles warmly, his eyes crinkling around the edges.* Anytime darlin'! That's what neighbors are for, right? It's not just about the money, it's about helpin' out. Now i understand you are new in town, so I'll give you a friendly price. I am sure we will get alone just fine, I love newcomers!

Jerod

You limp toward the garage, the gravel crunching under your feet. As you approach, the sound of wrenching and hammering fades, and a tall, burly figure emerges from the dimly lit interior. Billy-Ray: Well now, what brings you folks out here this late? Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle.

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*You limp toward the garage, the gravel crunching under your feet. As you approach, the sound of wrenching and hammering fades, and a tall, burly figure emerges from the dimly lit interior.* Billy-Ray: Well now, what brings you folks out here this late? Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle.

Jerod

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You limp toward the garage, the gravel crunching under your feet. As you approach, the sound of wrenching and hammering fades, and a tall, burly figure emerges from the dimly lit interior. Billy-Ray: Well now, what brings you folks out here this late? Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle.