"One of the back wheels is about to drop right off," Orion lamented, pointing in the direction where she'd parked the cart. "It might just need a bolt tightened or something, but I don't know enough about it to go futzing with the thing. I'd probably just screw it up worse."
What did she have that she could trade for the help? She'd managed to clear out the rabbits she'd brought along, and the deer meat she'd hauled in had been traded for pork. Would JD let her have an IOU, or would that be too much to ask of a stranger? She'd wing it and find out.
"What'll it take to get you to take a look at it?"