#crushersinge

Crusher was hard at work in the garage. His dad had opened the garage shortly after he moved in to town fifteen years ago. His dad ran everything, but Crusher was the one who fixed and worked on the vehicles that came in. And today was no different. People were more than happy to wait for service, since he was so good at his job. Crusher just finished a client's car, when his dad called him over.  He was a little confused why, since they were in the middle of a work day. But he nodded, closed the garage door and put the sign up that said they'd be back soon. Then Crusher headed over to his dad's office. Once in side, he closed the door behind himself and turned to his dad.

"What's up?" he asked.

Crospy turned and grabbed something under his desk. He pulled it out and handed it to Crusher. It was a package that said "Happy Birthday" on it. He chuckled.

"You didn't have to get me anything."

Cropsy shrugged, implying that he'd do it anyway. Crusher smiled and set the package down. Then he walked over and gave his dad a quick hug. "Thanks, dad."

Crospy hugged his son back and nodded. Then Crusher pulled away. He smiled. "We should get back to work."