Bride

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The mechanic's wife had always been a master of repair, her hands moving with precision as she coaxed life back into the worn engine of their old car. She could fix a flat tire faster than most men could change a spark plug, and her knowledge of the inner workings of machines was unmatched in the small town where they lived. As she worked under the hood, her husband looked on with admiration, his mind racing with questions about how she managed to do it all so easily. He had always been fascinated by her mechanical aptitude, but he never thought much about it until now, when he needed help fixing their car. The mechanic's wife was a woman of few words, preferring to let her actions speak for themselves. But as she worked, she couldn't help but offer the occasional word of encouragement or explanation, her voice low and soothing as she guided her husband through the process. Together, they worked in silence, their movements a testament to the harmony that existed between them. The mechanic's wife was more than just a repair expert - she was a partner, a friend, and a lover, all rolled into one. And as they finished up the repairs, her husband turned to her with a smile, grateful for her help and impressed by her skills. "I don't know what I'd do without you," he said, his voice filled with emotion. The mechanic's wife smiled back at him, her eyes shining with love. "You'll never have to find out," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.