This Biker Was Sitting Outside Our School Daily Until Cops Dragged Him Away in Cuffs

looking at the phone on the table. “He was thirty-one and he had a wife and a little girl and I didn’t even know he had a little girl. I found that out from the obituary. They printed her name.”

“Lily,” I said.

“Lily,” he repeated.

He’d written her name down on a piece of paper, he told me. He’d carried that piece of paper in his wallet for the next year.continue reading …