Bikers Stories
The Man Upstairs Had Asked the Clerk to Spell My Last Name
At 8:52 in the courthouse lot, SIXTEEN motorcycles backed in behind my car, and the…
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Bikers Stories
The Biker Saw My Son’s Arm Before I Ever Pushed Up His Sleeve
Every school morning for a month, my son FLINCHED in his booster seat whenever a…
Bikers Stories
Lonnie said the van would leave my driveway at 7:45
ELEVEN motorcycles rolled up my gravel driveway at twenty to six in the morning, headlights…
Bikers Stories
I Signed the Report That Cleared Her Stepfather for Custody
My witness room door opened at 8:40, and a biker in a leather vest walked…
Bikers Stories
He dialed them from my kitchen phone while I was asleep
The foster boy asleep in my spare room had invited bikers to his court date,…
Bikers Stories
Crystal Watched Four More Kids in That Same House Besides My Boy
My boy came home from the sitter's with a bruise on his wrist he didn't…
Bikers Stories
My Foster Son Had Packed Before I Put The Kettle On
My foster son had asked fourteen bikers to take him to court, and TWELVE motorcycles…
Bikers Stories
My Mother Had Offered To Watch Beth When I Returned To Work
Forty-eight hours after our surrogate delivered our daughter, my mother arrived with a bag of…
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The Judge Had Her Mother’s Account Before Her Father Arrived
"TWELVE MOTORCYCLES just pulled up," Carol said over the desk phone, "and the riders all…
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April Gave Every Motorcycle An Empty Back Seat
For three appointments, the NINE-year-old on my caseload saved every answer for a biker I'd…
Bikers Stories
The School Kept His Photograph Beside The Spare Visitor Stickers
"Mom, that's HIM. The one in the picture." My daughter pointed across the school parking…
Bikers Stories
Her Mother Had Already Lost A Shift To Each Changed Hearing
A ten-year-old caught my sleeve at the annex desk just after TEN, before I could…