Post script to No One Rides for Free

My sister read my last blog post featuring my bike story. I couldn’t tell if she was delighted or annoyed. No matter. What she said to me after she read the tale was the important part.

My grandma upon hearing the tragedy replaced her bike. Grandma kept it safe and away from the riff-raff at our place by holding it for my sister to enjoy when she visited her house. I think had I been in the same position I would have likely done the same thing.

Whew. I’m relieved to know that my sister’s bike was replaced. I didn’t know that until now.

However, two weeks after she got the new bike, she left it in the driveway for a moment and my grandpa Carl ran over it with his truck.




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