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So, on a whim, I checked out the website of the Ford dealership where I bought my Ford Fusion. I clicked on the "pre-owned inventory" link and pulled up a list of the Mazdas on their used car lot.
And, lo, there she was: my ex. My Mazda MX-6.
She's rebounded nicely; looks even better than the day I walked out on her, traded her in like so much damaged goods. Now she's all glint and shine and refurbished beauty, looking like she's never felt better.
Makes me wonder what might've been had I not been so selfish. Makes me wonder, indeed.
At least until tomorrow morning when I'm back in the saddle of my new girl. Then it'll once again be, "Mazda who?"
Tags: Ford Fusion, Mazda, and betrayal.
