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Here was hoping it turned out that I’d gotten enough distance from my own mess to help clean up other people’s messiness.
“Keep it together, Fred,” I told it. “If I can get through this catastrophe of a day, so can you.” My grandfather had always named his cars, but he’d given them women’s names, with a gag-worthy comment about women’s duty to carry the load. I’d vowed to always name mine as men, because if I was going to ride anything, it’d be a dude.
I’d rather live free for a short while than be tied up in some straitjacket of politeness for an eternity.
“I’m going to rebuild the Skullbreakers and remake our name—but I came back for you. I already had one life that was all about me. In this one, you come first.”

