Biker Promised The Dying Girl One Last Ride But She Asked For Something Else Instead
I’ve been a biker for nearly three decades. Fifty-three years old, never married, no kids, always figured fatherhood just wasn’t in the cards. Then I met Lily — and everything I thought I knew about life changed. It started with a call from a woman named Jennifer, her voice trembling. Her six-year-old daughter had a brain tumor and only a…