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Dare
For 63 mornings I’ve mounted this bike on an eastward journey toward the Outer Banks. If you’d asked me last year if I’d even consider this, I’d have laughed.
I’ve been the recipient of unexpected good: People willing to feed me, give me a place to sleep, or help repair my tires.
Ahead, the Wright Memorial Bridge intimidates, but it’s the last trek. A car honks, someone gives me the finger. I pedal faster as if I can smell the sea.
All the while Devon’s spirit guides me. His final words echo: I dare you, Sis.
end 4/7/2017
S. Darlington
Bittersweet.
Thank you.
Is there some significance to “Devon”? Perhaps this is a regional reference
No significance other than her brother’s name. Thanks for reading.
Ah! The challenge, the commitment that keeps you getting out of bed and heading off. Good story.
Thank you.
You story brought a huge smile to my face. Not just because I love the idea of an unbroken connection between the living and those who are now gone, but also because in both our stories (for this prompt) the relationship between siblings is super-strong and out of this world.
I do like to think that connections live on. Thank you.
Ditto.
So long as at least one person carries your story in their heads, you live on
I love this thought! 🙂
Loved the feel of this story and that her inspiration to live was the lost of her brother.
Thanks so much for reading!
Gret atmosphere and scene. The trip helps her deal with the loss of her brother, there’s still a connection. I hope she doesn’t fall into a black hole when it’s over.
Thank you. I suspect when you’ve made a trek like that, it tends to stick with you and encourage you to change. 🙂
What a lovely story, from top to bottom.
I found this quite moving. Well done.
Thank you so much, Sandra! 🙂
Lovely, heartwarming story, Sascha. 🙂 — Suzanne
Thank you so much, Suzanne! 🙂