She kept both technicians.

She kept the name on the sign, which was his father’s name.

She bought a second one two years later, and holds a minority stake in a third.

She stands behind the counter herself on Tuesdays and Thursdays, which her accountant considers insane.

On an evening in September, Maya was locking the front grille of the west-side store when Harrison pulled up at the curb, and Leo got out of the passenger side and immediately began doing something complicated and unnecessary with the sidewalk cracks.

“You know what I keep thinking about,” Maya said, coming around to take his arm.