The Rules in Rome by A.L. Sowards

Author:A.L. Sowards
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Covenant Communications Inc.
Published: 2015-01-31T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Five

Gracie’s helmet banged into the ground, and the weeds grabbed at her hair and clothing. A few of them ended up in her mouth. Everything happened quickly, but in the end, she was lying on her side with the motorcycle over her left leg. Her shoulder, head, and hip ached from the impact. The wind had been knocked out of her, and she gasped to fill her lungs with air again.

Gracie could finally inhale normally when she heard Ley running toward her. He knelt next to her, breathing hard from the run. “Can you move your neck?”

“Yes, but it hurts.”

Ley stood and lifted the motorcycle off her leg. She knew it was heavy, but he moved it in seconds, then was on his knees at her feet. “Does it hurt when I move your legs?”

Gracie winced as he gently pulled her left leg straight. “Yes.”

“Bruised or broken?”

“Just bruised.” But it was probably the worst bruise she’d ever had.

He helped her to a sitting position, one hand supporting her back and the other cupping her neck. “Lightheaded?”

“A little.”

“Just sit here for a while. It should get better. That was a nasty crash.” He unbuckled her helmet and looked over her head, picking a few weeds from her hair as he checked for bleeding.

“I can’t figure out what happened. I tried to go one way, and the bike went the other.”

“That’s what happens when you’re going fast. If you turn the front wheel right, the back wheel drags the bike left. I’m sorry. That was going to be our next lesson. Along with tips like how it’s unwise to downshift while turning.”

Gracie hadn’t realized there was still so much to learn.

Ley’s fingers brushed along her hairline. “You’ve got a cut on your forehead.” He took out his handkerchief and pressed it into her wound. “And a sore neck and a bruised leg. Anything else?”

“I hit my shoulder.”

“I’m sorry. I should have been a better teacher. It just looked like you were having fun, and I didn’t want to make you stop.”

She had been having fun, but now she felt nauseated. “I think I need to lie down again.”

Ley helped her back into the weeds. “Should I take you to a hospital?” He studied her eyes as he used his hand to shade her face, then expose it to sunlight again.

“No.” Gracie felt too frazzled to keep her cover story straight.

Ley sat beside her for a while. Even with the clouds, it was hot staring up at the sky. “Would you be all right if I went and pulled the truck around? Or at least went and got the blanket for you to lie on?”

Gracie wanted him to stay, but a blanket sounded nice. The weeds kept poking the back of her neck. “I’ll be fine.”

He checked her motorcycle, but it must have been too damaged to ride because he walked back to the truck. When he returned, he found some shade, spread out the blanket, and helped her to it. Sometime while he was peering through the binoculars at a bicycle in the distance, she fell asleep.

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