The rain kept coming down in sheets, making it hard to see the mountain pass's winding turns. Julian blinked against the wipers on his window. His headlights cut through the thick fog just enough to show a flash of metal near his shoulder. A small blue hatchback was slanted into the gravel ditch, and its hazard lights were blinking slowly and tiredly.
Julian stepped out into the cold with a heavy flashlight after pulling over behind it. When he got close, the driver's window rolled down a little. Inside, a woman sat with her hands on the steering wheel, her face pale from the dim light.Is everything okay?" "Julian called out, but his voice was soft because of the wind.""My tire blew," she said, her voice shaking a little as she dropped the glass even more. "The car slid when I tried to stop." I can't use my phone out here, and the jack in my trunk is solidly rusted.""I have a working jack and a tow strap in my truck," Julian advised with a smile. "My name is Julian. "Let's warm you up."
Clara was her name. Jude went to work while she stayed dry in her car. To get the hatchback back on solid ground, he hooked up his truck to the back of it. The engine groaned against the mud as the car finally came loose. He quickly changed her flat tire for the spare in her trunk while it was pouring rain. His hands were covered in road grit and grease.
After twenty minutes, he rang her doorbell. "Done. When you get to the town at the bottom of the hill, don't go over forty. The spare is fine.
Clara walked outside with her eyes covered to protect them from the rain. She looked at the new tire and then at Julian's wet jacket. She had tears in her eyes. "I thought I was going to be stuck all night for an hour." I have no idea how to thank you. Could I pay you?"
