She wasn’t the slowest rider. She didn’t crash with her feet still attached to the fancy pedals. Her teammates were happy.Hot bath. Definitely high on the priority list. And food. She’s babysitting Lainey and Byron tonight. Maybe they can all share a pizza. Her stomach growls at the thought. But as much as she wants comfort and nourishment, the first place she heads is the back yard.Jed’s back there, pushing Lainey on the swing hanging from the twisted apple tree in the corner of the yard.“Hey,” she says.“Hey, come to check out your bike? My brother brought it back in one piece, from what I can see. It was lucky he ran into you.”Of course. Jed would have been at the party, too. “Did he make it on time?” she asks.“Just. Thanks to you. He told me that about six times.”She doesn’t want to smile like a giddy school girl but her exhaustion lifts; her whole body feels lighter. “Oh, good. I’m glad.” She looks around. “So, where is it?”“Oh, he asked me to put it in the shed.
