The old rust bucket rusted. It hadn’t seen a real road in years, and dust had begun to accumulate in places where it probably should not accumulate. Her knowledge of old American cars was limited, but she knew her grandfather had spent innumerable hours in this very garage fixing this very car. The word “Corvette” was prominently displayed in several places.
It struck her that although she had loved her grandfather, there were many things about him she did not know. Over the coming weeks, she would most likely find out some of them, as all the stuff had to be moved from what was no longer his home. Beginning with this rusty, dusty garage.