I Asked a Bleeding Biker on the Curb if He Needed Help and He Said Save My Dog

that Daisy would come home eventually. The kid put a sign in her bedroom window. Says WELCOME HOME DAISY. It’s been there for two years.”

I couldn’t say anything.

Bear looked at me. “Three guys jumped him at a gas station last night. They saw an old biker by himself. They saw the dog. Probably figured she was worth something. Mike fought them off long continue reading …