I don’t know why I chose to ride my bike to Abby’s birthday party that day, but I did. Made it both ways, I guess that is obvious since I am telling you this now. Abel was there. So was Brook. Mel had everything under control and the party was enjoyed by everyone. I left early, like I always do.
Going home is harder, the one big hill between here and there, I have to climb, instead of coast. But when I have reached the top by the water towers, I coast home. That day was different.