Spider outweighs me by fifty pounds — but I’m a hundred pounds madder than him.
Arms pull us apart. Megan is dabbing at a bruise on Kenny’s forehead with a wet cloth — actually her bikini top.
Larry wipes at his bloody nose and shoots me an evil look. “You didn’t need to get so torqued,” he says. “We were just seeing what that engine could do. Not hurtin’ anything.”
“Why’d you do it, Larry?”
“I just told Spider you were workin’ on an old car, that’s all. He wanted to see it.”
I look down. Larry is wearing a Mercedes belt buckle. “The Mercedes, too,” I say.
“Forget it. That thing’s toast. Gone, big box.” He snorts, coughs.
Spider’s sprawled on his stomach on the sand. Greg Summers is sitting on him, holding back his arms in a half nelson. Maybe he’s not destined to be an accountant after all.
“Turn him over,” I say. “He’s likely packing a blade.”
Two other guys search him and take away a small knife hidden in a leather sheath under his belt. Talk about somebody being a slow learner.
Spider starts to say something when we hear the car horn. Police!
But it’s not a police car. It’s Mom, driving Mr. and Mrs. Barnier in their Olds.
Ned gets out of the Olds and strides over to the coupe. He circles his beloved hot rod, touching it gently here and there like a doctor. I can see scratches and scrapes along the body, and the right front fender and bumper have a few small dents. Ned gets down on the ground to take a look underneath the car. “Muffler torn off,” he grunts. “Header pipe’s bent. Likely the oil pan’s dented up but it’s not leaking.”
He gets up and wipes the sand from his hands. I help him open the hood. The motor appears to have survived. He reaches inside the car and starts the engine. “Gauges all right.” Ned leans over the fender to watch and listen to the engine run.
I give Ned a hand as he gets into the car to drive it ahead so the right front wheel is up on a sand ridge. Then he slides underneath to check things over. Damage seems minimal, to the car that is. It’s going to be a while before he can trust me again.
I kneel down. “Mr. Barnier, it’s my fault.”
He glares up at me.
“I’m not a car thief, Ned. I never was. I had nothing to do with stealing your car or Ms. Kirkpatrick’s or even the Mustang — but in a way I did. By knowing Larry and Spider, and maybe by talking too much.”
“You sure brought a couple of snakes into my garden,” he grunts.
“I did and I’m sorry. I think Larry had something to do with Ms. Kirkpatrick’s car — check his belt buckle.”
Ned stares up at me. “Are you going to rat?”
I look down at him, lying there in the sand beneath his wrecked hot rod. “I’m gonna rat.”
Chapter Sixteen
The police, called by Mom on her cell phone, are not happy to see us. After talking with Ned they make out an accident report. Then they handcuff Larry and Spider and throw them into the back of the police car.
I walk over to Larry’s side and look through the window. He glances up at me, then down at his hands.
“I’m sorry, bro,” Larry says quietly.
I nod. “You should be.”
Megan comes over, looking furious with him and with the entire scene. “This whole place is scary! I’m splittin’ — on the next shuttle to Mars!”
“Good idea.”
She glares at Larry, turns and jumps into someone’s car for a ride back to town. So much for love.
“It’s a beautiful old car,” Larry says, glancing towards the coupe. “When I was driving it I felt like a million bucks.”
“Yeah.”
Larry looks like he’s lost his last friend. Maybe he has. “I’ll help fix it, if the old man will let me. I’ll have nothin’ else to do after I get out.”
“Sure.”
Our eyes lock for a moment. Things might work out between us — someday.
“Well, so long,” I say.
“So long, bro.”
Kenny and I join the gang clustered around the coupe. Ned hands me the keys. “I want you to drive it home, Miles. Could Kenny drive your car back? Mrs. Barnier and your mother could ride in the Olds?”
“Of course,” Kenny says, smiling.
Ned and I get into the ’37. I light the engine and ease the Hurst shifter into first. The Corvette engine sounds strong. There’ll be good times down the road.
Ned tunes in to the oldies station. Jerry Lee Lewis’s voice and piano fill the coupe — Whole lotta shakin’ goin’ on …
We pull onto the highway. We’re cruisin’!
Praise for the Orca Soundings series
“A must-buy for librarians looking for high-quality fiction to appeal to reluctant readers in grades seven through twelve.”
— Voice of Youth Advocates
“ … impressive and believable.”
— School Library Journal
“Teens will gobble up this cool high/low resource … Simple, clean language, slick packaging and a compact size make this an ideal choice for both teens and educators. School and public librarians will be overjoyed to discover this high-quality new series for reluctant and struggling readers. Highly recommended.”
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“They are well written, a great read and will give your readers something age appropriate. Would make great books to discuss in class. Can’t praise them enough.”
— district librarian
Orca Soundings
Orca Soundings is a teen fiction series that features realistic teenage characters in stories that focus on contemporary situations.
Soundings are short, thematic novels ideal for class or independent reading. Written by such stalwart authors as William Bell, Beth Goobie, Sheree Fitch and Kristin Butcher, there will be between eight and ten new titles a year.
For more information and reading copies, please call Orca Book Publishers at 1-800-210-5277.
Other titles in the Orca
Soundings series:
Bull Rider
No Problem
The Trouble with Liberty
Who Owns Kelly Paddik?
The Hemingway Tradition
One More Step
Kicked Out
Refuge Cove
Sticks and Stones
Death Wind
Hit Squad
Tough Trails
Truth
Other books by Shirlee Smith Matheson
Nonfiction:
Youngblood of the Peace
This Was Our Valley
Flying the Frontiers Vol. I, “A Half Million Hours of Aviation Adventure”
Flying the Frontiers Vol. II, “More Hours of Aviation Adventure”
Flying the Frontiers Vol. III, “Aviation Adventures Around the World”
A Western Welcome to the World: A History of Calgary International Airport
Juvenile/Young Adult Fiction:
Prairie Pictures
City Pictures
Flying Ghosts
The Gambler’s Daughter
Keeper of the Mountains
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