While playing, we met a little girl with whom he immediately fell in love and followed around. She was a year older, so she was very fast, which was most frustrating for him. It was when she hopped on her big wheel and took off that I realized she was much better bait than the playground. He got on his little bike and pedaled after her without one coaster brake problem. The next time we rode he didn’t hit the coaster brake at all – not even on the extremely steep hill that points directly to the river.
I ran after him screaming, “HIT THE BRAKE!!! HIT THE BRAKE!!!!” But suddenly he didn’t know what that was, causing me to dive for him in a neck-breaking, mother bear save from his certain death and then plunge into the French Broad River.
