She Paid a Stranded Biker’s Gas, and Three Days Later Everything Changed

one tired shrug.

“Drive safe.”

He nodded once.

Then he climbed onto the bike, settled his helmet, and with a low burst of engine sound that rolled across the cracked lot, he pulled out onto the county road and disappeared past the sagging diner sign.

Alicia watched him go for all of two seconds.

Then she got in her car and drove back to the place that needed continue reading …