when there's a woe, there's a triumph

So, the car is pooping out on me again, like a flaky friend. Go fucking figure, when I was just about to get ahead, I get behind. So when I'm a few calls away from selling it for scraps and investing in a moped (in the middle of winter no less), I call my sister for advice.

She attempts to sneak a giggle out of me via telephone by going down different avenues of solutions, and nothing seems to work. The least I could do, she says, is just pay for what needs to be repaired. Alas, I'm not going to drain money out of my bank account into a car that is as indecisive as a 15-year-old experiencing the sexual bases for the first time. So she tells me to chin up and we hang up.

Fast-forward to work; now, I don't like going to work stressed out, because it shows when you work at a gas station. The regulars ask what's wrong, they sympathize, and tell you with their eyes to speed up the checking out process so they can get drunk on overpriced six packs.
On my break, I check my phone and see that my sister has called back twice, and left a voicemail stating it was an emergency to call her back. With anticipation and worry coarsing through my veins, I frantically dial her number back and wait for her to pick up. This is the conversation:
Me: What's going on? Is everything okay?
Annie: Everything's fine, do you have a few minutes to talk?
Me: Yeah, I'm on my break, what's up?
Annie: Well after I got off the phone with you, I was driving to Sequoia's (my neice) school to pick her up, and it dawned on me. And I don't mean to weird you out or anything being spiritual and such, but I knew in my heart, and God knew it, that's why He gave me this feeling, is what I have to do.
Me: *worried* okay... what?
Annie: Tony (my brother-in-law) and I want to give you our car.

Me: ....
At this point I'm wondering if I'm hearing things and I ask her if she's sure and what she was going to do about a car and she assured me that she'll be fine, they have two, and no strings attached. I just have to find a way down to St. Louis to go and pick it up.
I still feel as though I'm dreaming. I'm grateful. Honestly grateful.