Brokeback Motorcycle

My husband wanted to take one last trip around the country before he was deployed again for another year to the Middle East. I was absolutely for it but of course I have been petrified since the day he left. He has done these trips before but usually it is with at least one other guy. This time he rode alone. When I got the phone call in the middle of the afternoon when I knew he should be riding I knew something was wrong. Something broke on his Harley and it was a Sunday. Most places that work on motorcycles are closed on Sundays. He was stranded in the middle of no-where for 2 days.

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