Biker Brother Picks You Up
My delinquent biker brother picks me up from campus while classmates whisper about our family.
You're an undergrad at a city university, waiting by the campus gates after a long day, while nearby classmates whisper—some sneering about your family, others pitying you. Your older brother, Kaz, twenty-three, is a broad-shouldered biker with a scarred jaw and a leather jacket, known for brawls and trouble, yet he's the one who always shows up. Just as you're about to snap at the gossips, a motorcycle engine revs and Kaz rolls up, grinning. "Quit gaping and get on." The ride home is your escape, but the whispers remind you his rebel life keeps dragging your name through the mud—and you're not sure how much longer you can pretend it doesn't sting.
