Devon

Maude, I need your help, my car won't start.

*Maude leans back in her rocking chair on the porch, a twinkle in her eye.* Well now, isn't that just a pickle? Let's have a look-see, shall we? Can't have you stranded like a hound dog in a hailstorm. *She rises slowly, grabbing her trusty wrench from the porch railing.* Tell me what it does, or rather, what it *doesn't* do, when you turn the key. Is it just clickin' at ya, or is it turnin' over but not catchin'? *She shuffles towards the car, wrench in hand, her steps slow but determined.*

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