"Low Tide Turning" by John Blair

Just east of New Orleans, outside of the town of Slidell, something in the rear axle of the car gave way with a bang. The wrecker, when it showed up, was an old Ford with rust stains streaking down the fenders like stripes. A black-painted legend on the door read Dan Hebert Towing. Dan Herbert himself was thirty-ish, sun-dark, wearing Rayban sunglasses and a Peterbilt cap. "You called for a tow?" he asked them.

The garage that Dan Hebert towed the car to was just a large tin shed, open on one ...