Author: iloveromance PM
After countless problems in her marriage to Corbet, Janine goes running back to Rooney's arms. But will he take her back after all this time? Based on the 1985 movie, "Heaven Help Us"Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Friendship - Chapters: 11 - Words: 6,339 - Reviews: 12 - Updated: 08-16-10 - Published: 08-10-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6227213
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Author's note: Since the movie credits don't really say what Rooney and Corbet's first names are, I'm going to refer to them simply as Rooney and Corbet for this story. Those whose first names I do know will be addressed accordingly. Thanks for reading!
The New York summer had been nearly unbearable. Rooney wiped the sweat off of his brow with the sleeve of his shirt.
What kind of moronic place was this anyway? Who ever heard of a filling station that makes their mechanics wear long sleeve shirts and uncomfortable long pants in the middle of August?
What a bunch of losers!
Unfortunately, Rooney was stuck here until something better came along. He'd been making incredible tips as a shampoo boy at Marisa's House of Hair in Bensonhurst, but that didn't last long at all. Marisa hated him from the start. She hired him solely on the reference from Brother Timothy at St. Basil's.
Man, that guy was cool! After Brother Constance was thrown out of St. Basil's, Brother Timothy took over. His laid-back style changed things completely for Rooney. Amazingly, he no longer dreaded going to school. He even thought he might graduate with his class. If only he hadn't decided to skip the morning prayers in favor of an Elvis Double feature. What were the chances that a colleague of Brother Thadeus would be there, and rat him out?
Turns out, they were very good.
And to make matters worse, when Marisa found out that Rooney had been flirting with one of the customers, she fired him on the spot. How was he supposed to know that he'd been flirting with her daughter?
Newly unemployed, he was forced to look for other work. And that's how he ended up here.
A bell rang, signaling an approaching car. Rooney returned his attention to the 67 Chevy he was working on. He tried not to lust after the car's slick powder blue finish and plush leather seats, but that was impossible. He still remembered the speech Father Abruzzi gave before the dance, emphasizing how bad it was to lust after something. Geez, that guy really needed to get a life!
"Hey Rooney! You got a customer!" His coworker, Dan shouted.
"Help 'em yourself!" He shouted back. "I'm busy here!" Rooney shouted back. He returned his attention back on the carburetor he was installing in the Chevy. By the time he was done with this baby, it would be as good as new.
"Come on, Rooney. You owe me. Remember when I covered for you when you called in sick to go to Lake Tahoe?"
With an irritated sigh, Rooney threw down his oily blue rag, and rolled his eyes at the thought of some old broad with a beat up Cadillac.
"All right, so where is she?" He asked when he reached Dan's work area.
Dan pointed to the faint image of a woman, standing next to a blue Toyota that looked like it had come back from the dead. Just the sight of it made him cringe.
Reluctantly he made his way toward the woman and the car. When the woman's image came into focus, he froze;