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

way.

“Really?”

“Right next to a newspaper clipping about the Hope Ride and a photo of my dad opening the diner in 1987.”

Ellie turned to Hank as if to make sure this was not one more adult kindness padded for comfort.

Hank nodded.

“She means it.”

Ellie looked back at Naomi, eyes shining.

“I’ve never had something in a restaurant before.”

“You do now.”

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