[Kelly Reed]
I made it sound like a joke, but it wasn’t one. I really couldn’t stand it if anyone else I knew got hurt. Garret was bad enough.
I haven’t thought of him for years, but seeing Garret brought back some painful memories of my cousin Alex. I was only fifteen when he gave me a ride on his motorbike. He lost control. I was thrown clear, but he got tangled up under his bike. Garret looked just like Alex did....
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