Sent ZM a message this morning.
Told her 11F was finished.
Said everything checked out.
Didn’t hear anything back for a couple hours.
Figured maybe she was still wherever the hell she’d been.
Then my phone went off.
Then another message right after.
Told her I’d be there.
Sure she meant the bike.
Probably.
Spent most of the afternoon cleaning the shop and the house.
Figure if I didn’t, she’d walk in, look around once, and immediately book another flight out of here.