The Bike Guy

Bol

Ange stood out the front of the motorcycle shop, her stomach knotting, and her heart thundering. This was by far the most outrageous decision she had ever made. Her life had always been planned out. This is the way her parents had raised her, and the way she ran her life into adulthood. "Oh my God, Ange. This is the big day." Rachael, one of Ange's best friends, said as she wrapped her arms around her. "I can't believe you're actually leaving us." "I can't believe it either... Oh Rach, am I making a stupid decision? If I went back to the estate agent, I bet they'd let me move back in. And the hospital is always after nurses..." Ange bit her bottom lip and fidgeted with her fingers. "Ha! This is Sydney. The second you thought of leaving, another tenant was signed up. As for your job-I don't want you to go, but you need to do this, for you. You've been out of sorts for a while now... like you've been stuck or something. Although I'll miss the guts out of you, you need this." Rachael stepped back and wiped a quick tear and flipped her mousey brown hair over her shoulder. "I promised myself I wouldn't cry; we got our tears out at your farewell party." >Continue reading this short story...

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Pages: 36, Paperback, Independently published