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

crowd had already formed.

The biker was sitting on the curb. My son was on his lap, eating a popsicle a paramedic had given him, completely calm.

I dropped to my knees in front of them. I tried to speak but no words came out.

The biker looked at me with something I couldn’t read. Then he pointed back the way I’d come.

“Mister, walk back to the bakery and continue reading …