Marcus thought about it. “Because Danny loved bikes. Used to sit on my lap when I’d work on mine in the garage. Loved the sound, the speed, the freedom. After he died, I thought about selling my bike. But then I realized riding was the only place I still felt close to him.”
He looked at Jake. “Your boy’s gonna wake up. And when he does, he’s gonna have questions about that day. About motorcycles. About fear. And you’re gonna have to figure out how to let him live his life even though you almost lost him.”Continue reading…
