Buying His New Bicycle
Frankie leaves his bike by the Toys”R”Us customer service desk. Someone already put a sign on it: “bike exchange.”
“Think of all the joy another boy as old as you were will get riding it,” I say.
“Yeah,” he answers.
As we walk toward the bicycle section, I realize that he isn’t crying. This is the first time he’s left something of his behind without doing so.
a pickup of his long deferred
He looks at three bikes, sits on two, rides one. It’s a 21-speed Schwinn mountain bike in green and black, with a white front fender. Twenty-four inch wheels and an adjustable seat give him plenty of growing room.
He says he loves it. He even rides it to his friend Olivia’s across the street, after we return home.
As soon as he’s there, however, he parks it.
a brand-new mountain bike
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