Bikers Stories
My Daughter Said Her Grandfather Had a Game No One Else Could Know About
Josie asked me a question at bedtime that made my stomach drop. She wanted to…
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Bikers Stories
The Twelve Motorcycles Behind My Client’s Car
My eight-year-old client wouldn't get out of the car. Then twelve motorcycles pulled into the…
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The Bikers Were Waiting Outside the Foster Home
The nine-year-old I'm assigned to wouldn't leave the car. Then THIRTY bikers pulled into the…
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The Store Owner Grabbed My Arm Before the Police Arrived
My son threw up every time we pulled into that grocery store lot. Then a…
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My Daughter Said One Sentence at the Grocery Store, and I Dropped Everything
"CLOSET GAME." Charlotte says it like it's nothing, reaching past me for a bag of…
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The Judge’s Clerk Was Waiting in the Truck Outside My Daughter’s Hearing
Bailey won't take her seatbelt off. She's staring at a black truck parked across the…
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My Niece Mentioned a Basement Game at Thanksgiving Dinner
"Uncle Danny says I can't tell nobody about OUR GAME." Piper is seven. She says…
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My Son Said Grandpa Had a Secret Game at Dinner
"Grandpa's game is our secret," Dylan said, stacking mashed potatoes into a little hill. He…
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The Man in My Husband’s Booth
A biker walked into Rosie's Diner wearing my husband's ring. Tom died eleven years ago.…
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The Man at the Vending Machine Had the Wrong Badge
A dozen bikers walked into my lobby holding a little girl's hand. She was testifying…
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My Son Pointed at the Boy Nobody Would Touch
My son stopped talking about school three weeks ago. Last night I found bruises along…
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The Padlock on Maddie’s Door Was Only the First Thing I Got Wrong
There was a PADLOCK on the outside of Maddie's bedroom door. She's eight. She's been…