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

when gas money ran short.

Nobody had told them to do that.

The idea just rose out of the room like bread.

By sunset, Main Street did not look like the same place.

Not because the buildings had changed.

Because the people inside them had.

Right around dusk, a van from the rehab center pulled into the lot.

Naomi was on the front steps when she saw it.

Her heart continue reading …