MY KIDS SAW A MAN RIDING MY OLD BIKE—AND WHAT HE DID NEXT LEFT ME SPEECHLESS
It sat in the garage, gathering dust like the rest of the life I was trying not to think about. Every time I passed it, I saw her. Mia’s laughter echoing in my head, her arms wrapped tightly around me, her chin resting on my shoulder, that ridiculous bubblegum pink helmet she insisted on wearing….