She Defended a Lonely Biker, and Her Town Never Saw It Coming

spilled outward.

A portable speaker appeared somewhere near the curb and played old soul songs, classic country, and the kind of rock everybody knew the chorus to whether they admitted it or not.

Children from the neighborhood wove up and down the sidewalk on scooters and bicycles, getting stern but affectionate reminders from riders to watch for kickstands.continue reading …