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

the last of the riders left and the last of the locals drifted home carrying leftovers and new opinions, Carter’s Diner grew still again.

But not the same still as yesterday.

This still was full.

The next morning, Naomi found a line outside before she had even unlocked the door.

Not a mob.

A line.

Truckers.

Nurses.

Two women from the church.

Malik.

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