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

bit one of them, I bet. Got herself out of the truck. They probably dumped her. She’s a Marine.”

We sat for a while.

“Will Mike wake up?” I asked.

Bear stared into his coffee.

“I don’t know.”

I stayed at the hospital that day. I stayed the next. The brothers took shifts. They came and went, but there were always six or seven of them in the waiting room.continue reading …