(Slick)

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Parker's new car in the driveway, Henry rushed out of the front doorway and over to where his brother was standing, "Wow Dude, that is one slick piece of machinery."

Amused, Parker placed his arm around his younger brother's shoulders, "You got that right. It took me three months to decide what options I wanted on this baby, but I finally did and here it is. It's so cherry."

Laughing, Henry moved forward and leaned inside the open window, "Get out of here, I can't believe you got the backup cameras and whoa. . . . No way . . . you got the ultra sound system too? Oh my God, can I drive it?"

A look of horror on his face, Parker shook his head, "Are you crazy? You wrecked the last car you owned. It's a wonder Dad let you drive after that last fiasco."

Anger flashing through him, Henry turned to snarl at his brother, "Hey, that accident was not my fault. That guy ran a red light and he was drunk."

Slyly, Parker pointed out, "Yeah, nice try. You were out past curfew and you weren't where you were supposed to be. The only reason Dad bought you the replacement car is because you need it to get to the University. You are not driving my car. It set me back forty five big ones and my insurance is bat shit crazy high. You are not driving my car no matter how much you beg me. No one is driving my car but me."

Striding across the yard, Booth stopped next to his sons and whistled, "Holy shit. That car is so sweet. . . . Hey, let me drive it around the block." Holding his hand out, Booth waited patiently for his older son to give him the car keys.

His heart beating wildly, Parker swallowed, "Um, Dad . . . um, no, I mean I can't. My insurance only covers me."

Waving his hand, Booth blithely informed him, "That's okay, my insurance will cover it if I have a wreck."

His mouth suddenly dry, Parker shook his head and glanced at his watch, "Oh . . . hey, look at the time. I have to go. I got a . . . I got a thing. Yeah." Quickly, opening the driver's side door, Parker slid in, slammed the door shut, started the engine and hurriedly left.

Snickering, Henry placed his hand over his mouth in an attempt to hide his smile, "Looks like he heard about your accident, Dad."

Disappointed, Booth watched Parker's car until it was no longer in sight. "That's okay, he'll let me drive it sooner or later . . . he better let me drive it sooner or later."

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