Brass Ep. 23
Copper needed a rest and a drink of oil. She couldn’t carry this creature the whole way home. She could see a row of shopping trolleys across the street. Further up the road, Copper could see 4-stroke motor oil stacked into a tidy pile.
“This isn’t a date or anything,” she said to her new silent friend. “But I’m about to take you somewhere very expensive.”
Copper eased the creature into a shopping trolley and wheeled her into the petrol stations forecourt.