Johanna (Singapore) published:
The boy had tried to slip out of the house in the middle of the night all too many times, only to be betrayed, time and time again, by the old wheels that squeaked when pushed forward. He would be dragged into his room by the ear, grounded for weeks on end, but he'd never blamed the bicycle. Though no longer a birthday gift, it was still an old friend: rusted and old and rickety. But it took him on the greatest...
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