Semua Bab Lady of the dirt track: Bab 21 - Bab 26

Getting wheeled back into the gallery where Jen left me, I keep looking at all the paintings, waiting for her to return. My eyes kept wandering to the painting I have just secretly purchased for the woman who is taking care of me and whom I still love deeply. When I get a bit longer of a chance, I need to inform her parents what I have done so they are not blindsided by receiving a huge delivery they were not expecting. Not long later, Jen came back into the gallery looking a little calmer and chirpier than before she left.“Hey, sorry about that. I just needed to confirm my starting date at the Boston office and make sure I have everything I needed for the first day. Are you ready to go?”“No worries if you gotta take an important call, such as that, then please take it and not worry about me. Yeah, we'd better start heading back to the hotel. If you’re going to Chicagoland Speedway, you better start getting ready, as we’re expected there in two hours, and it takes at least an hour i

Randy came and found me and took me over to the team pit, where a table and a microphone are set up ready for me to make my statement. What I am surprised to see behind the table on a trailer and stand is a bike in disarray. That can’t be my bike, surely. The front of the bike is pointing upwards, and the front wheel is bent in half, and it’s scratched to fuck I don’t want to know the damage to the engine if this is the body damage.I nod my head for him to take me over to have a better look at the bike. Once I was situated in front of my bike, I reach up with my one good hand and place a hand on the bike. Closing my eyes, a memory flashes into my foggy brain, and it is as clear as anything. I remember talking to the guys in my helmet mic as I was approaching the final jump in our practice run when Will’s voice says through the earpiece ““Oh shit, I just remembered where I’ve seen that girl Carmichael is with in his Instagram posts.” I remember feeling pissed off that he brought it up

JenThis is so nerve-wrecking. How does Greg stay so calm? How does he manage this stress? I thought I could handle stress with being a law student, but this is on some other level. The races were unbelievable and heart-clenching. When I thought one rider was in the lead, I was mistaken when they took a jump, a bend, or that hilly section. In Garrett’s last race, I didn’t know whether to breathe or blink; I was so captivated with the excitement that I didn’t want to miss a thing. I don’t know all the rules, so I don’t know if the stunt he pulled was dirty or not. I am just so happy for him with the fact that he is still in the running to win the entire event. I guess that’s a discussion I can have with Greg when we are on our way back to the hotel later.The final race is about to start. I’ll be happy when this night is over with. I have been getting dirty looks from Andrea every time she sees me near Greg, as well as all the other girls have been giving me disapproving looks when the