—Did it leave you stranded?—you ask from a distance. The boy looks up, his expression a mix of annoyance and resignation. The bike did. Luck did too.
Intro On a cloudy afternoon, you, a twenty-four-year-old girl, are cycling home after running an errand in the neighboring town. As you pass by a lonely stretch of road, you see a boy kneeling next to a smoking motorcycle.
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