Iron and Wildflowers

Iron and Wildflowers

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Introduction

Seventeen-year-old Wren Calloway has one rule: never fall for someone who smells like gasoline and danger. Then Rook Mercer parks his motorcycle outside her father's garage, and every rule she's ever made starts breaking one by one.

Rook isn't just a boy with a bike and a bad reputation. He's the reluctant heir to the Iron Saints — the most feared biker mafia in Harlow County — and he's been ordered to watch Wren's family without her knowing why. But watching turns into talking, talking turns into something neither of them can name, and the secrets Rook is keeping could destroy the only world Wren has left.

When Wren discovers that her father's garage sits on land the Iron Saints want at any cost, and that the boy she's falling for knew about it all along, she has to choose between the fury of betrayal and the terrifying possibility that Rook is the only person standing between her family and ruin.

Iron and Wildflowers is a story about loyalty, fire, and the kind of love that doesn't ask for permission.

Chapter 1

The invoice software crashes at 7:43 in the morning, and I decide, for the fourteenth time this month, that I am going to become a different kind of person. Specifically: the kind of person who does not rely on a laptop held together by electrical tape and prayer to run a business.

Except I don't run a business. My father runs a business. I just run the parts of it that would collapse without me, which is almost all of it, which is something I try not to think about too deeply before I've had coffee.

'Wren.' My dad's voice comes from underneath the Chevrolet Silverado that's been occupying Bay One for the past six days. I can see his boots from here — work-worn, steel-toed, crossed at the ankle like he's waiting for a bus.

'I know,' I say.

'The Beaumont part came in.'

'I know.'

'Did you log it?'

I look at the loading wheel on my screen, which has been spinning for three minutes. 'I'm working on it.'

A pause. Then: 'The software again?'

'The software is fine.'

He slides out from under the truck with the ease of a man who has been sliding in and out of tight spaces his entire professional life — fluid, unhurried, utterly comfortable with the ground. Dale Calloway at fifty-one is still the kind of man who fills a room without trying. He's got broad shoulders and reading glasses perpetually pushed up into his hair and a way of looking at you that makes you feel very gently observed.

He looks at my screen. He looks at me. He slides back under the truck without comment.

This is actually the nicest thing he could have done. I love my father precisely because he knows when not to speak.

I force-quit the program and restart it, do the thing where I hold my breath like that helps, and watch it load again. Outside, through the garage's open bay doors, Harlow County is doing its Tuesday thing — gray sky pressing low over the gas station across the street, a pickup truck idling at the light, somebody's dog sitting on a porch with the philosophical expression of an animal that has completely given up on its situation improving.

I have been in this town my whole life. I have seventeen years of Tuesday mornings exactly like this one, and I know every crack in the sidewalk out front and every customer's name and which of the high school teachers brings their car in specifically when they know my dad is busy because they're embarrassed about whatever minor issue they've let fester for too long. I know the way the light changes in October and how the smell of the garage — oil and metal and something faintly sweet that I've never been able to identify — is as much a part of my DNA as anything biological.

I also know that I want to leave.

Not because I don't love it. That's the thing nobody tells you about leaving — you can love something completely and still know it isn't the shape of your future. Bellhaven University is two states away, and it has a journalism program that accepted three students from the entire country on full scholarship last year, and I have a draft application open in another tab that I've been revising for six weeks. I haven't told my dad yet.

The software loads. I exhale. I log the Beaumont part.

The day proceeds, which is to say: a woman comes in about a coolant leak and turns out to have a much more serious problem with her radiator, and she cries a little at the estimate, and I make her tea from the kettle we keep in the back office and talk her through the payment plan options while my dad pretends not to hear any of it from Bay One. A teenage boy comes in for an oil change and spends twenty minutes trying to impress me with things he knows about cars, most of which are wrong, and I smile in the way I've perfected, which is warm enough to be kind but not warm enough to be confusing. Old Mr. Vasquez comes in to talk, not to get anything fixed, and my dad comes out from under the Silverado for forty-five minutes to drink bad coffee and argue pleasantly about baseball.

This is a Tuesday at Calloway Auto. This is most of my life.

The motorcycle pulls up at 4:17 in the afternoon.

I hear it before I see it — a deep, unhurried idle that sounds expensive and well-maintained and not at all like the showboating roar of the bikes that sometimes cruise through on weekend nights. This one pulls up to the curb outside and goes quiet.

The boy who gets off it is tall. He's wearing dark jeans and a grey jacket with the collar turned up, and he has the kind of face that takes a second to read — sharp jaw, dark eyes, something careful and closed around the edges that makes him look older than he probably is. He's maybe eighteen. He stands on the sidewalk and looks at the garage sign for a moment before he comes in.

'Alternator,' he says. Not rudely, but not conversationally either — just efficiently, like a person who has learned to economise.

'Yours?' I ask.

A fraction of something moves across his face. Maybe amusement. 'The bike's.'

'What's the make?'

'Triumph Bonneville. 2019.'

I pull up the parts inventory, which at least works. I can feel him looking around the garage — not nosily, but carefully, the way someone does when they're building a picture of a place rather than just passing through it.

'We'd need to order it,' I say. 'Three days, give or take. We can do the install same day it arrives if you want to leave the bike.'

'I can bring it back.'

'That works too. Name?'

A pause — small, barely perceptible, but there.

'Rook,' he says.

I write it down. I don't ask for a last name because he didn't offer one, and I've been doing this long enough to know that sometimes people have their reasons. I take his number. He pays the deposit in cash, exact change, like he counted it out before he walked in.

He's almost at the door when he turns back.

'The carburetor on the Silverado in Bay One,' he says. 'There's probably a fuel delivery issue too. Might want to check the needle position before you put it back.'

I stare at him.

'Just a thought,' he says, and then he leaves, and the garage feels slightly different in the wake of him, though I'd need at least a week to explain exactly how.

I go back to the desk. I don't watch him ride away. Or I try not to.

I fail, partially.

My dad slides out from Bay One twenty minutes later. 'Was right about the needle,' he says, not looking up from his rag.

'I know,' I say.

'Who was the kid?'

'Customer. Alternator job.'

Dad nods slowly. Then: 'He give a last name?'

'He didn't say.'

Another slow nod. Then my dad goes back to his truck, and I go back to my invoice software, and Harlow County continues to do whatever Harlow County does when no one is watching it closely, which is quietly arrange things in ways that won't make sense until much later.

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