26: Runaway

                As soon as the garage door opened, we rocketed forward. Everything around us was a blur, we zoomed through the streets and walkways between buildings and down a road that disappeared into the thick forest I’d watched the sun set behind the day before. We raced along the narrow road into the densest part of the trees, even without leaves on the branches overhead; the sun had a hard time shinning through the trees to reach the ground. Most of the light came from the one headlight on the bike. It was the freest that I had felt in much longer than I could remember. It was like flying through the wind between the trees.

                The trees opened up and we came to a halt in a massive meadow. “Here you go, walk, run, skip or turn cartwheels to your heart’s desire,” he waved at the open space. “Stand in the middl