"Mornin' hon." Chas greeted her niece as she appeared from behind the double doors.

"Seen me' dad?" Charlie asked, her eyebrows raised as she struggled to find her father amongst the few that gathered in the Woolpack. It was lunch time and if he wasn't at the garage when she called I'm on her way past, here had been the next best bet.

"Sorry, love. Tried the garage?" Chas offered up from behind the bar as she poured a pint for Andy Sugden who had appeared shortly after 12 for his own lunch.

Charlie Dingle nodded. "That's where I've just come from. I'll try again, thanks for the help Chas." Charlie smiled at her aunt before she made her way out of the Woolpack. She had to get back to work too. "Catch ya later Andy" She called back to her ex brother in law.

"See ya."

And with that Charlie headed towards the garage for the second time today.

"Morning." Carl hummed as he passed the Dingle by the double doors.

"Morning." Charlie winked as she passed the King.

"Not even a kiss? Where are you rushing off to so soon?" Carl chuckled as the Dingle tried to push past him.

"Carl." Charlie warned.

Carl King was a sore subject in Charlie's eyes, ever since she was 15 she had her eyes set on him, he was the King that never got caught and the dare devil that would do anything to get what he wanted. If he wanted to see her, she would be at his beckon call. Likewise, Carl was always attracted to the girl, she had something about her that made her seem out of place in the Yorkshire dales. They had been everyone's biggest concern, if Carl and Charlie's names were ever to be involved, so would trouble. She would do anything for that man and as Matthew King always said, 'Carl was going to kill Charlie Dingle one day, and no one will be able to avoid it'.

"Bye Carl." Charlie huffed.

"I'll see you at 8 for that drink then." Carl winked as he held the door open for the brown haired Dingle.

And with a roll of her eyes and an 'as if' she attempted to leave the pub again, in search for her dad.

It was exactly a fair trek to the garage from the Woolpack but it was when Charlie took into account of everyone stopping her on the street to say hello. Dismissing them as politely as she could, she continued to make her way towards the garage where she was met with her cousin, Aaron.

"I thought you were working?" Aaron complained upon seeing the older woman. "Come on Charl' I was supposed to have a break an hour ago."

Much like her sister, she had learnt a lot about cars and what was underneath their bonnets, so much so she had also been partner in the garage. Whilst her sister would always joke that the interior of a car was more her speciality considering the amount of times she had been caught on the back seat in her rebellious youth, she had a knack. Something their dad would label the "Dingle trade".

Charlie Dingle was 24 years old, a year older than Debbie. She was known as the 'wild card' by the Yorkshire Village and had earned a name as troublemaker over the years. She avoided her mum like the plague and her dad, well, she would probably ignore him too if he wasn't bunking with her and Ross Barton in the house they shared.

Whilst she was a friend to many but an enemy to many more and if it wasn't her attitude that got her into trouble it was the lip she gave with it.

Aaron was still complaining as Charlie pulled the overalls on to keep her top and jeans from getting dirty as she got to work.

"Ar?" Charlie began and waited until her younger cousin turned to face her. "Who employs you? Who pays you?"

"You" he muttered, clearly not wanting to upset his older cousin. He couldn't afford to, as much as family came first to the Dingle's, he wouldn't put it past him for Charlie to act on pride and drop him at the door.

Charlie nodded, reaching into her purse she had been holding, she grabbed some notes and handed her cousin a couple. "Go get some lunch. Bring us back a coffee on your way back will ya."

Aaron nodded and headed off, leaving Charlie to finish whatever he was doing.

"You pay him good money to work here and get you still pay for his lunch." Cain commented as he rounded the corner with a hot brew.

Charlie shrugged. "Got to keep the staff sweet. Anyway, where the hell have you been? I needed you to get this car over to the new town for Corners."

Cain seemed disinterested and muttered something about not wanting to deal with him again, it was 'job for the young-uns' which only infuriated the Dingle more.

"You're back!" Ross noted as he walked past the woman.

At the same time, Charlie's phone sounded with a notification. Looking down she glanced at the text. Charlie rolled her eyes, looking around. "I'm back. Now so are you, you can look at this. I've got an errand to run."

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