Wednesday, November 07, 2007
In the morning Rex dropped me off at Jake's house. Jake already had his motorcycle out in the driveway and was working on it with some tools. I hoped that it was just some last-minute adjustments and not that something was wrong.
"Thanks for doing this, man," said Rex.
"No problem," said Jake. "Like I said, I was planning to ride to Vegas one of these days anyway."
Then Rex turned to me and sighed. "Good luck," he said. "And try to... try to have some fun on this trip if that's at all possible."
"Thanks," I said.
"Don't worry about Mom and Dad," said Rex. "I'll take care of damage control on the home front if anything happens." Then he got back in the car and left. Read the rest of the story ->
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