Making him my son (closed for thekeenreader)

Dan stood there with his jaw hanging open. It was like a museum of classic cars. "HOLY SHHHH...wow. These are amazing" the light gleamed off the perfectly polished bodywork.

He looked at a classic Cadillac that looked big enough to hold all his clothes and posessions twice over

"This is amazing" he squeaked
 
My antcestors were visionaries. Every car the family has ever owned was kept in pristine condition and maintained. This is just one of a dozen or so storage facilities like this. We have a team of auto technicians to keep them clean polished and running. They all work as well as they day they were purchased."

"There is a second room over there with more modern vehicles from the 60's
and 70's. Lots of muscle cars in there. Which one would you like to use."
 
The sports cars were pristine and enticing but if he was going to get his clothes and possession moved he'd need something bigger "Cadillac works every time for me" he grinned.

He walked round to the driver's side and opened the door for her
 
She smiled at the gentlemanly manner, something extremely lacking in society today. She got in the car and he closed the door and got in the drivers side.

"Keys are above the visor", she told him as she fastened her seatblet. ONce they were on the road, Cassandra looked at Dan, "So tell me about your family growing up."
 
"Well we always had the family construction business but when the crash came everything collapsed...my folks were okay, they were old enough to retire but it hit my dad pretty hard. I think he always wanted the next generation to take over...that left me with the option of trying to get a business and construction qualifation without any funds"
 
"I think I know how he feels, but instead of a business it's the family. I'm the last of mine, once I go everything we've worked for over the centuries will go to strangers." After a puase to dab a tear out of her eye, she asked "What about your mom?"
 
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