God uses broken things. It takes broken soil to produce a crop, broken clouds to give rain, broken grain to give bread, broken bread to give strength. It is the broken alabaster box that gives forth perfume. It is Peter, weeping bitterly, who returns to greater power than ever.
Vance Havner
"Not today," Ben muttered. "Oh, Force, of all the days for you to break down…" He was talking to their ancient vaporator. It was known for breaking, and usually he or Anakin could fix it without having to go to Mos Espa. This time, however, it was bad. They'd have to get a new motivator.
Ben slid out from under the vaporator and scratched his head. Of course the one time they actually had to go to town was the day his Master would walk into Watto's junk shop looking for a hyperdrive. And of course Watto's was also the only place in Mos Espa that would have a motivator for their old useless hunk of metal. Ben sighed.
"Anakin!" he called out. The door of their hovel slammed as Anakin ran out.
"What's it, Ben?" he said.
"The vaporator's motivator is gone. We're going to Mos Espa."
"Yippee!" said Anakin, running toward where they had last stashed to sandspeeder. Ben shook his head, mentally steeling himself for whatever was in store.
A/N: Sorry for any update emails. I accidentally uploaded the previous chapter as this one.