Kit Kringle: An Alaskan Tale by Dani Haviland

Kay walked in the front door and saw the young, scruffy mechanic sitting at the desk. “Hi, there, Jay! Do you guys need any parts or supplies today?”

“Well, good morning. Um, yes,” he said, rubbing a hand across his stubble-whiskered chin. What could he say or possibly order from her so she’d have to come back? “I’d like about twenty to thirty 3/8-inch fine thread hard bolts, nuts, lock washers, and flats, please.”

“So, do you want twenty or thirty? And don’t you have those in your bolt bins? I mean, I’m sure your boss would rather you use those than spend money with me.”

Jay chuckled and shook his head. “I really don’t care what he wants. He’s going to charge his customer double what you charge us for parts anyhow. He can use his reclaimed hardware on something he rebuilds. I want to use all new parts if that’s what he’s charging the customer for. He may be the one doing the billing, but I’m the mechanic who signs off on it. I haven’t done much in this town, so don’t have a reputation. Yet. When word gets around that I get it done right the first time, I won’t have to be begging for jobs or working for a guy like Lumpy.”

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