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But by the time I had finished shopping at the market in my own town, my car stopped working altogether. Not the battery. Not the battery. Something wrong, but what.
After an hour an unfamiliar car came up and it was a local AAA representative from another town with his two bright eyed children. He tried the battery. No dice. I knew it wasn't the battery by this time because all the other elements worked, or at least that's how it seems to me.
He drove me home, 1.3m, with the groceries but all my paperwork is in the car and my walking around coat.
He later towed it to my regular mechanic. But it turns out my regular mechanic is unable to work on electrical issues and it may be the starter. Now the car is 20m away and I don't know when it will be worked on, finished, and what is wrong.
The roads are nearly impassable; all the schools closed; and I believe the library (a most unusual event). Just now when I looked out the front door, I realized that a great deal of fog is coming up.
A good day to stay home.
But when will my wheels be fixed? And how much will it cost?
And are we in for a rough winter?