Ghost Guard
“A lengthy tour through Forest Park culminated in a 10pm cruise on Tom McCall Waterfront Park, a narrow causeway alongside the Willamette River. Rolling past Salmon Street Springs, they admired the waxing gibbous moon rising over Mount Hood, striking a majestic contrast with the velvety silhouetted skyline brooding in the foreground. They pedaled at a casual pace, hugging the railing next to the seawall, beyond which loomed a precipitous drop to the chilly water below.
“Smells like rain,” Va...lerie held up her palm.
“God I hope not. I don’t have fenders on this bike,” Tommy complained.
“You and fenders. We live in Oregon. We don’t use fenders in Oregon.”
“Yeah? Then what are we supposed to do when it rains?”
“Get wet.”
They giggled and strode to some unknown destination. Maybe they’d find an all-night theater. Maybe a cute little brewpub.MoreLess
“Smells like rain,” Va...lerie held up her palm.
“God I hope not. I don’t have fenders on this bike,” Tommy complained.
“You and fenders. We live in Oregon. We don’t use fenders in Oregon.”
“Yeah? Then what are we supposed to do when it rains?”
“Get wet.”
They giggled and strode to some unknown destination. Maybe they’d find an all-night theater. Maybe a cute little brewpub.MoreLess
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