I was cleaning up in the garage when I heard what sounded like someone clearing their throat.
I looked around but nobody was there. Thinking my mind was playing tricks on me I returned to pushing my broom.
Startled, I stepped out front and looked around. None of the neighbors were out. I was alone on the driveway. I stepped back inside and grabbed the broom again, listening closely and ready to pounce as soon as I heard anything.
I whipped my head around to--nobody. It came from near the front of the garage. I walked to where the sunlight shone in the entrance.
I looked down. Oh crap!
I think my bike is trying to tell me something.
Buzzard’s Bay Coalition Lighthouse Ride
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