His name was Ray. He rode a 2004 Road King and he was on his way home from the hardware store with a new porch light in his saddlebag. She crossed the center line on Route 9 doing 58. He never had a chance to swerve. The porch light was still in the box when the state trooper handed me his things in a plastic bag. I sat through every hearing. I wore the same black dress three times because I could not bring myself to shop for a second one. The judge looked at her clean record. He looked… ….What happened next changed everything… FULL STORY on the next page. TAP ” CONTINUE READING. ” 👇.
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