After church we went down to the East Bottoms to see Corinna off. There was some sort of bike event going on at Knuckleheads, roadies who normally wouldn't drive through the neighborhood swarming in from all sides.
We toyed with getting ice cream from a diner nearby but it was closed and we just shoved off, me and my daughters in the car, Corinna on her bike, Lincoln or Bust.
Not that she'd bust. She made St. Joseph that evening despite not leaving until 2:00 p.m.
Our second or third date, I drove her out into the wilderness to ride back from a conference, and she'd offered me an out after I agreed saying it was 'only six hours to Topeka.'
She had me at 'only.'
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