I Watched a Biker Fall to His Knees in a Graveyard Screaming a Child’s Name

tank of a motorcycle in a driveway. She was wearing a pink dress and cowboy boots and a helmet three sizes too big. She was holding the handlebars with both hands and laughing at whoever was taking the picture.

“That’s her,” he said. “That’s my Emily.”

“She’s beautiful.”

“Yeah.” He took the picture back, looked at it, and slid it back into his pocket.continue reading …