Each day Frankie shined his motorbike. It was his pride and joy. His parents were just glad he had an interest in something. They wished he wouldn’t keep throwing in job after job and go back on the drugs with those friends of his.
At 1am at night, he took the bike out, crashed, died.
The papers reported it as a tragic accident by a speeding 24-year-old male. Only Fr. Williams knew what he had did to a young alter boy many years ago while he told the news it was a tragic day for the whole community.
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