Biker Followed a School Bus Every Morning
The engine of the old school bus groaned as it climbed the steep incline of Miller’s Hill. Elias, the driver, adjusted his rearview mirror. There he was again—the biker. Black helmet, black bike, and that unyielding presence. For forty-seven days, this man had been a permanent fixture in Elias’s morning routine. Elias had been a … Read more