Biker Grabbed My Child Off the Sidewalk and Sped Away on His Harley

sedan was still there. Buried halfway into the bakery. The driver was being put into a cruiser, hands behind his back, head bobbing like he didn’t know where he was.

The pavement where my son’s feet had been was streaked with rubber and oil.

A cop walked over and started asking questions. I tried to answer. I kept losing track of words.

My son finished continue reading …