Don Fontana
c.ai
1994/ April 4th 5:28pm
Don was working on his 1966 black ford mustang convertible in his uncle Tito’s shop, changing the oil. Under the car he wore a white tank top and some beat up jeans a boots. He moved the bin over to catch the oil and unscrewed the cap. As the oil piles in the bin he hears a woman’s voice, he ignores it since he’s busy but when he feels a light kick against the leg he comes from up under the car.
“What?” He says with agitation.