The first thing I get myself after receiving my first wage is a car. By noon on Monday, I was at a dealership in Queens, walking through rows of polished vehicles, sunlight glinting off windshields in the lot. City Line Auto was closer than I’d expected, and the cars on display didn’t look used at all, no scratch, no dent, just pre-loved as the salesman had proudly corrected.“So, this is the last one for the range you’re looking at,” the salesman said, pointing toward the end of the lot.I stopped grinning like a toddler in a bouncing castle and tried to compose myself.“Let’s see if this one changes my mind,” I told Tahlia.I had put her on FaceTime the moment I got to Queens and we already inspected Fords, Hyundai Elantras, Chevy Traverses, and a BMW SUV that she nearly proposed to. But they were either too bulky or just there. Perfect for someone else, but not for me.I looked forward, and my chest went light. My hand went to it reflexively as I gasped, switching the camera from
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