Miller chuckled. "She ain't pretty, but she's got a heart of gold. New brakes, too."
Elias wiped sweat from his brow, his fingers tracing the folded envelope in his pocket. Two thousand dollars. It was every tip he’d scraped together delivering pizzas on a bicycle, every extra shift at the warehouse, and a small loan from his aunt. "Looking for something that’ll get you to the new job?" buy here pay here brandon ms
"The silver sedan," Elias said, pointing to a decade-old Toyota. "The one with the 'Cold AC' sign in the window." Miller chuckled
They sat in a small office that smelled of stale coffee and old upholstery. Miller laid out the ledger. "Two thousand down. One hundred every Friday. You miss two, the repo man comes. You keep it steady, and in eighteen months, the title is yours." Two thousand dollars