Jackson had one hand on the steering wheel, the other supported his head while his arm was propped against the car door. The traffic in seoul was terrible for a saturday morning. He was headed to the studio to work on the new song he was producing. He missed producing his own songs, but for some reason he was in a slump that he couldn't seem to get himself out of. It had been almost a year since he'd written a song, he couldn't understand the reason for his writer's block, but he should be grateful he was still producing songs for the company. He shrugged and let out a long sigh almost at the same time his car began to jerk, the engine stuttered and went dead.

"oh, what now betty?" he hissed through his teeth as he pulled to the side of the road. He turned the key in the ignition "come on girl, com' on com'on com'on" the engine stuttered each time and died out again. "aeeshh" he hissed as he got out of the car and banged the door, the bitter winter cold hit his face and he immediately pulled his collar close around his neck puffing air into his hands. He looked around and realised he didn't know where he was, he had passed through the area on his way to work every day but he never really stopped to look around. He saw a convenient store accross the street and jogged lazily over. " Ajussi" he called out to the store clerk in his low husky and raspy voice " where can i find um...um.." he strugled to find the word for mechanic in korean. He couldn't believe he'd been in korea for almost five years and still lacked in the language " you know a person who mends broken cars?" he asked. " ah a mechanic" the man smiled and said in korean. " yes that's right, a mechanic" Jackson beemed snapping his fingers. "I see you're a foreingner, here i'll show you" said the store clerk as he stepped out of his store and gave Jackson directions to the mechanic.

Thirty minutes later he was back at his car with the mechanic,"What's the problem with her" he asked after the mechanic had checked the car.

" It's the transmision, it's burned out"

"How long is it going to take to fix it?"

"Well, that depends. The parts for one are very expensive so you might want to look into a used part, and also it's going to take a day or two to get here once the part is ordered"

Jackson sighed and run his fingers through his dark brown hair. 'What a perfect way to start his saturday morning' he thought to himself. That's why he couldn't trust or commit to anyone, he kept thinking, even his trusted Betty had given up on him after all these years just like that without any warning. He was never going to trust her again. "so what are you going to do?" the mechanic asked interupting Jackson's thoughts. " Just tow her away" he replied " i'll call you by tomorrow to let you know what i decide".

He opened the passenger door and took out his messenger bag and swung it around his neck. The mechanic hooked the front of the car to the back of his truck, Jackson twitcing and wincing at every scrape and bang that came from the process. He stood there for a minute looking longingly as his betty was hauled away. He felt a shiver run through his spine as a gust of cold wind hit his face, he hunched into his jacket and began to walk down the road in the