I Caught a Biker Carrying My Unconscious Daughter Out of a Party at 2am

and he stood there with his arms at his sides because I don’t think he knew what to do with a woman crying on him.

Then he brought his hand up and put it on the back of her head. Just held it there.

Emma was watching from the bed.

“Daddy,” she said. “Who is that?”

I sat on the bed and took her hand.

“That’s Frank,” I said. “He saved your life.”

Frank came continue reading …