Bike+Racks


 * Bike Racks**

She walked across a snowy field to the bike racks. Older, nameless kids mingled on the edge of the crunchy field. She was getting closer, to her bike, to home. Her destination was edged by a group of them. Smoke wafted up. Her eyes stayed down but she saw him walking over. He smiled- softly. “Would you like a ride home?”