Cold Bones

The high yesterday afternoon was 74 degrees. Right now at 6 a.m. it’s 38, but the weatherman says it feels closer to 30. “It’s going to be cold on the motorcycle this morning,” I say. “Sure you don’t want to ride the bus to school?” I’m not sure he answered me with anything but a look. The Fonz does not ride the bus to school. I can’t remember exactly when or why — that happens a lot these days — but I rode a motorcycle to school during the winter of either my junior or senior year. Maybe it was… (read more)

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