Bikers Stories
The Biker Crouched Down and Asked My Son One Question
My son hid behind the cereal display. I had one hour before my waitress shift…
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Bikers Stories
The Biker Left Cherry Pie Every Morning. Then He Said My Father’s Name.
The leather vest hit the vinyl booth at 6:47 AM. He ordered black coffee and…
Bikers Stories
My Neighbor’s Daughter Had a Motorcycle-Club Visitor. Then I Found My Name on a List.
My neighbor's daughter had a motorcycle-club visitor. She was eight, in the children's hospital, and…
Bikers Stories
My Mother’s Car Died in a Kroger Lot. The Man Who Helped Her Knew My Dead Father’s Name.
My mother called at 6:17 PM. Her car wouldn't start in the Kroger lot. A…
Bikers Stories
A Stranger on a Motorcycle Followed My Car for Six Blocks and Handed Me My Son’s Shoe
My son stopped eating lunch at school three weeks ago. Yesterday a man on a…
Bikers Stories
I Was the Only Witness. Then a Stranger Put a Card in My Hand.
A biker sat in the back row every day of the trial that ruined me.…
Bikers Stories
My Neighbor’s Kid Told Me Not to Let Them See His Bag
My neighbor's boy stopped taking the bus home. Three motorcycles waited outside our elementary school…
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A Tattooed Stranger Knew My Dead Neighbor’s Son by Name
My elderly neighbor's car died, and a tattooed stranger knew her son's name. Marlene had…
Bikers Stories
Nine Motorcycles Were Waiting Outside the Family Services Office
The girl I advocate for stopped eating lunch at her foster placement. On Tuesday she…
Bikers Stories
The Man in the Leather Vest Wasn’t Watching My Son
My son said a man on a motorcycle watches him at the park every day.…
Bikers Stories
The Biker at Our Block Party Knew My Classroom Number
My neighbor dropped her plate when the biker pulled off his helmet. He walked past…
Bikers Stories
The Biker at the Basement Door Knew My Daughter’s Name
My daughter wouldn't go back down into the church basement. She said one of the…