Bicycle Tales

By admin | April 7, 2005 | Comments Off on Bicycle Tales

I went to high school with a guy named Darek Thomas. Darek was a mop-topped, bespectacled Texas boy. He was quick with a smile, yet often had a slow simmer of rage bubbling just below the surface. He was devoutly Christian, but still liked to get his party on. He was one of the Conestoga…

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