Tune-Up Landspeeder

Back at the house they found no one and nothing waiting for them. His parents had gone back to work and his brother still wasn’t home from school. It was just Karr, Maize, and RZ-7—who had parked himself beneath the landspeeder. It needed a tune-up, and that tune-up was within his skill set.

“Sir, do you require any assistance?” he asked, looking up from underneath the craft.

“Not sure, but you’re welcome to join us.”

“Where are you going, sir?”

Maize answered for him. “Grandma’s room. We’re looking for Jedi clues.”

“Jedi clues?” Karr smiled. “I think that’s the first time you’ve ever called them Jedi, and not laser space knights, or intergalactic sorcery monks, or something like that.”

“I’m running out of euphemisms,” she told him. Then to RZ-7 she said, “We’re going to see if Grandma left behind any good hints about her dad.”

“Ah, yes. Well, very good, sir. I’ll be along when I’m finished here. My recent refurbishing has inspired me to do the same for these overlooked items. But feel free to summon me if needed.”

They went inside, and Karr led Maize to the bedroom that once belonged to J’Hara and now belonged mostly to hangers, bolts and stacks of fabric, suits of clothing that were almost finished but not quite, sewing machines, scissors, and paper patterns for everything from socks to wedding apparel.


- Force Collector, Chapter 21