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

answering.

“Morning, Eddie.”

There was a pause.

Then a careful voice.

“Naomi, I just wanted to check on this week’s order.”

Her grip tightened on the phone.

“That bad already?”

Another pause.

“You know how folks talk.”

“I do.”

“You still need the usual?”

Naomi stared out the window at a Main Street so empty it looked staged.

The right answer was yes.

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