"Merry Christmas to me," Elias muttered, clicking the remote. The headlights winked back at him.
The December air in Chicago didn’t just bite; it gnawed. Elias tucked his chin into his scarf, squinting against the aggressive festive lighting of the "Auto Village" lot. He wasn't here for the holiday cheer; he was here for the . buying a new car in december
Four hours and three cups of terrible, lukewarm cocoa later, the deal was struck. "Merry Christmas to me," Elias muttered, clicking the remote
They hopped inside for a test drive. The instant the heated seats kicked in, Elias felt his resolve melting faster than the slush on the windshield. The cabin smelled like "New Car" and expensive promises. As they cruised past suburban houses draped in icicle lights, the SUV handled the patches of black ice with a silent, confident grip. Elias tucked his chin into his scarf, squinting
By the time Elias walked back out to the lot, the sun had dipped low, turning the snow-dusted pavement into a sheet of orange glass. Marcus handed over the keys, which felt surprisingly heavy in Elias’s palm.