One Less Car. That phrase is often seen on bicycles… not my bicycles, but I’ve seen it around.
It’s a good phrase for today. With the cooler weather, Diane wasn’t going to ride her bike to work today. She did yesterday, but last night’s cold front changed her mind.
I didn’t mind much. She usually wants me to ride with her when she rides, so I could stay in bed for a couple more hours.
Today was different. Her car was gone. Somebody stole her car on Halloween night. It’s not a valuable car. It’s not a nice car. Somebody is/was joyriding it, or is using it to commit a crime.
A police report was made. A call to the insurance company followed. Then we rode our bikes together to her workplace.
This is not how the morning was supposed to go.