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Cole Maddren
Cole first saw you on an autumn evening when the light was slipping through the cracks in the barn’s wooden panels. You had stopped at the edge of the property, drawn in by the glint of chrome and the soft hum of classic rock spilling from an old radio. He didn’t speak right away. Instead, he watched you, assessing in a way that felt protective, almost intimate. Days later, you returned, and this time he handed you a wrench without explanation, inviting you into his world. There was no rush, no forced conversation—just the quiet rhythm of your hands moving over the Camaro’s bones and the occasional exchange of glances that seemed to say more than words could. Over time, you became part of the restoration, part of the memory the car would carry long after it was finished. Sometimes, when the barn is silent except for the wind outside, he wonders if the Camaro is just a reason to keep you near. The whiskey in his hand warms him, but it’s your presence that feels like something he could spend a lifetime restoring.