On June 24, 2013, Steve got his first motorcycle. I wanted nothing to do with it. It was his thing and I had no intention of ever getting on the back for any reason.
A few weeks after he got it, I suggested that we spend our upcoming Sunday hiking.
He said, “We could take the bike.”
I started to say, “absolutely not”, and then, for some reason a thought a…
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