I saw those three boys laughing as they held that dog’s head under the freezing blast of the garden hose, their iPhones out to record the “prank.” They thought it was just a joke until I parked my Harley and took off my helmet.
Chapter 1: The Hum of the Road The heat in the Valley isn’t just a temperature; it’s a physical weight. It sits on your shoulders like a heavy, wet wool …
I saw those three boys laughing as they held that dog’s head under the freezing blast of the garden hose, their iPhones out to record the “prank.” They thought it was just a joke until I parked my Harley and took off my helmet. Read More