I Destroyed My Best Friend’s Grave Because of What His Widow Told Me

We moved on the way people do. Not because you want to but because you have to.

Eight months I lived with that version of events.

Until Rachel sat at my kitchen table and tore it apart.

“Danny had a camera on his vest,” Rachel said.

I knew that. Danny always rode with a small action camera clipped to his leather. Had for years. He said it was insurance.continue reading …