’ ‘That’s what the cops said,’ Uncle Dar said. ‘That was back before radar guns but I wouldn’t be surprised. We mounted the motor and the ...ranny on the cart and used the chain on an old bicycle sprocket. It worked and it was fast. I just don’t know how fast. Kinda hard to set up a working speedometer on it.’ Laughing at Uncle Dar’s story, I started pushing the bike around to the shed where the other bikes were. Ellen and Nancy helped me and we got it put away. We went back and joined the. " Why don't you pick some music out while I'm doing that." She strode out of the master bathroom, bouncing a little with each stride, her swirly blonde ponytail springing up and down with each step she took. I admit to thinking my sister has the best hair in America, and I'd like to grab a fistful and breathe it in like a drug. But she's three years older than me, and married, and I let her get a few steps ahead of me, just to keep a safe distance.When I moved back to my hometown after college,. "First thing tomorrow we'll start back."Hesta was sure she would not be able to sleep, fearing that if the storm passed the moon might return. Jake reassured her that it was after midnight. Relaxed by that, Hesta closed her eyes. Jake snuggled her into him, still bothered by what he had seen her going through, but soon, they were both asleep.Next morning, they descended much quicker than they had climbed, and they reached the village before noon. In the tavern, Sakis was keen to know what had. She giggled and smiled and said I was being sweet but I could tell that she loved the compliment.The drive wasn't long, about 40 minutes but with all the people going to the festival and the road being one lane it took longer. We talked about work and family and listened to music. But as we were coming to a stop in traffic she asked me about my 'girlfriend'. I told her that I don't have one and that my last girlfriend broke up with me and the reason why."Are you happy with just these.