The biker hadn’t been standing outside that window because Emily was his child.
He stood there because sometimes a promise is stronger than blood.
And every morning at 8:00, he simply showed up to keep it.
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The biker hadn’t been standing outside that window because Emily was his child.
He stood there because sometimes a promise is stronger than blood.
And every morning at 8:00, he simply showed up to keep it.
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