Chapter 57

• I can tell she’s troubled at the way I put that, but I can’t coddle her forever. “Got it. Teach me.”
• I do, giving her the rundown of the basics. The intensity of her attention is almost cute. She wants so much to do well. By the time I tell her to get in position, she’s chewing her lip, caught between excitement and apprehension. “I’m not so sure.”
• “You’re going to be fine. Remember, I’m right behind you. If you freak out, I’ll help you.” I mount behind her and repeat the instructions on how to use the throttle and brake. “The Harley comes with anti-lock brakes,” I assure her. “Still, take it easy. Don’t twist too hard. You’ll figure out the pressure. And don’t panic and hit the brake too hard.”