Ride Free

The rumbling and thrusting sound of his superbike trembled across to his friend’s home, who was busy in slumber. He came and woke his friend up – “Hey, let’s go for a ride.” His friend got up. “No petrol” was his friend’s exact reply.

His friend gazed to the distant shed and spotted his old blue tinted bicycle there, staying there begging to be used for all this time.

“Leave the bike for now. Are you ready to ride free like the old days?” – His friend smiled and asked.

Bicycle

Written by Edwin Ronald Lambert for Three Line Tales, Week 75

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