Becker
We reached her house as I turned off the engine and Amber pushed herself out first. She grabbed her groceries first. “Follow me,” she asked as we ended up in the garage. Seeing Amber’s pretty motor – the Fireblade. She turned on the lights as I started inspecting her bike. I could see how Amber took care of it. The color was shiny. Everything was intact. Except one.
“Ah, the chain is broken.”
“Yep. Julian was avoiding a passing cat and he fell. He didn’t have time to break so he chose to turn hard to the side and hit a garbage can. And he was speeding, so…”
“Well, at least none of them were hurt, yeah?”
“No. Despite his looks, Julian is an animal lover too.”
“Okay.” I stood up. “I can fix it for you but I need a few tools.”
“I have some.”
“You can repair a bike?”
“Not me. J
