By Mike Haran
A clatter of motorcycle engines running at low speed. Red, helmet in hand, runs up the stairs. Russ—situated at the table—leans back, his open leather jacket revealing a hairy barrel chest.
“What you reading, man?” asks Red as he takes the joint from his friend. A hiss as he inhales the magic smoke. The twitter of sparrows becomes more pronounced. A crow caws.
“The Hardy Boys,” answers Russ. “Ever read them?”
A time lapse, Red now miraculously back in the saddle. The motor emits a clatter, a throaty roar. “Read them all!” he screams as bikes roar around him.
If I were a biker, I would surely say, “Hey, this stuff is true to life, man!” I’m not a biker but this story seems to me to be true to life. Anyway, it makes a good read.
And Mike, he had an awful crush on Nancy Drew, right?
Yep ,her too