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

the kitchen. I told her everything. I forgot pieces. She made me tell her again. I forgot different pieces.

That night I sat in my son’s room until he fell asleep and then I sat there another two hours.

I didn’t sleep.

The next morning I drove to Frank’s Body Shop on Eleventh.

The shop was a little place with two bay doors and an office that smelled like continue reading …