Second Chance. It’s a 6.

He stood, silhouette in the doorway, dawn’s first light peeking over treed horizon, early frost nipping grass blades and felt his smile getting sleepy, there were no regrets

From the very first he laid eyes on her he could see the potential lying just beneath the surface, waiting for that right person to come along who could uncover her beauty. Practical, realist to a fault, there was no kidding himself – the journey would be long and probably more work than he should take on, yet without hesitation, he committed himself 100%.

Working her gently at first, he got a better feel for what he was dealing with; as each layer was stripped away, his confidence grew that she was the gem he’d envisioned. Everything he needed could be found in one dented, once white metal cabinet – the tools and implements of his craft; among them, all manor of polishes (wax was for amateurs, so he joked), pads, brushes and his prized buffer.

He knew the day would come they would go their separate ways, and as he watched from the block the crowd of people following her into the building, the driver slowly bringing her through the lane, he had no doubt she would do right by him as he had done right by her.

 

38 thoughts on “Second Chance. It’s a 6.

  1. Liz H November 21, 2020 / 12:49 am

    Oh yass! Toppin’ up the tank and heading into the weekend with recognized style!
    Love how you eased us from the transformation and passing along appreciation learned, to the next lover of a classic car.
    Truly enjoyed this!

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 21, 2020 / 8:12 am

      Thank you, Liz. Funny where are memories take us – had been thinking of the old days at Manheim and other auctions and in general about the transformation of vehicles at the hands of the right person 😀

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 21, 2020 / 8:16 am

      Thanks, Lisa!
      It is truly a marvel to watch vehicles labeled as “trashed”, transformed into “beautiful” with paint feeling so smooth you can’t stop touching it 😀

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      • Lisa Tomey November 21, 2020 / 10:16 am

        One of the first things my now ex-husband did was polish my car. It was a shiny black Nissan and I often polished it. His big, strong hands were amazing with my car. Too bad those hands liked to wander to others.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 21, 2020 / 8:18 am

      Opened the door which led me to distant memories and voila! a 6 began to form. Thank you, Arlene 🙂

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  2. What a sexy six! You really led me down the garden path, didn’t you! I love this…He stood, silhouette in the doorway, dawn’s first light peeking over treed horizon, early frost nipping grass blades and felt his smile getting sleepy, there were no regrets…

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 21, 2020 / 12:34 pm

      Thanks, Neel! Yeah, wasn’t sure at first where the heck I was going with it at first 😀

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  3. The Vintage Toy Advertiser November 21, 2020 / 12:38 pm

    Enjoyed this Six, D. So much love, care and a tender touch can go into something as honest as restoring an old car or an item of furniture. If I’d had more time this week I was going to do something similar but with an antique dresser (I used to be a French polisher). Your opening set up sentence was a good way to make our minds wander 🙂

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 21, 2020 / 1:31 pm

      A lot of those things, V. A lot! Had to Google French polisher and all I can say is “Wow“. Some of the pictures were gorgeous! The shine! You must be a very patient man as it sounds as if it is a slow and very precise process. May you have more time soon to work on your antique dresser 😀
      What type of wood?

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      • The Vintage Toy Advertiser November 21, 2020 / 3:21 pm

        It was a long time ago when I served an apprenticeship at an antiques shop. You’re right you needed a lot of patience and that it was a slow and precise process. My favourite piece of furniture I worked on was a rosewood sewing table – just beautiful once finished. Other pieces ranged from dining tables to writing bureaus to Grandfather clocks, mahogany, oak, ebony, walnut, satin wood. Also did leather desk top laying and gold leaf stamping. Good days, working with all that historical furniture 🙂

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        • GirlieOnTheEdge November 21, 2020 / 10:00 pm

          Cool. I love the idea of bringing life back to old pieces (of anything). What a tremendous sense of accomplishment you must have felt/feel after completing a project. I’ve no doubt that sewing table was gorgeous 🙂 Restoration is an art. One I hope does not disappear!

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        • The Vintage Toy Advertiser November 22, 2020 / 12:00 pm

          You’re right, there is an art to it, and if not it’s a very detailed technique at least 🙂
          (I hope too it doesn’t disappear).
          Just saw the new word prompt is up! Hm, a freshwater spring in the desert, or Wonderwall I wonder?
          Enjoy the rest of Sunday 🙂

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        • GirlieOnTheEdge November 22, 2020 / 12:18 pm

          Hm, time will tell but hey, we’ve got 3 days grace, eh?
          And all the roads we have to walk are winding
          And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
          😎
          Thanks, V. You too.

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  4. dyannedillon November 21, 2020 / 8:24 pm

    I got me a car, it’s as big as a whale/And we’re headin’ on down to the love shack….

    Great six, sis!

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 21, 2020 / 9:23 pm

      I got me a Chrysler, it seats about twenty
      So hurry up and bring your jukebox money…

      Thanks, sis!

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  5. clark November 22, 2020 / 4:47 pm

    sounds like fun

    “And you may find yourself
    Behind the wheel of a large automobile
    And you may find yourself in a beautiful house
    With a beautiful wife

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 22, 2020 / 5:12 pm

      And you may ask yourself, “Well… how did I get here?

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  6. Z & Z November 26, 2020 / 3:43 am

    My apologies that I missed this last week, Denise ❤ It's elegant, and for me, enigmatic…I had to read the comments 🙂 Loved Clark's comment and your reply…the song is playing in my head now!! 🙂

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 26, 2020 / 12:12 pm

      No worries. You were there in spirit 🙂 Thank you, Z. Ha! Once inside your head you can never get rid of it 😆

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      • Z & Z November 26, 2020 / 12:42 pm

        Thank you for always being so gracious!! ❤ It's true–some songs are like that, the best ones! 🙂

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  7. Z & Z November 26, 2020 / 3:45 am

    Also love these lines: “And all the roads we have to walk are winding
    And all the lights that lead us there are blinding” So true.

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    • GirlieOnTheEdge November 26, 2020 / 12:15 pm

      Ah, you can thank the band Oasis for those lines and TVTA for the teaser in his comment! You’ll recognize the song when you hear it 😀

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