The Victory hummed a soft tune as it sped down the road, it's engine had been well kept for almost twenty years now by a proud owner, Libra's grandfather Phillip Larner.He'd gotten the bike when his army unit, found a store of treasures hidden away behnd some shipping crates at 'Fort Cherry' years before. He'd been a collector of antiques for years and so he had begged his CO to let him have the well-kept bike. His CO knew absolutely nothing about the motorcycle's pedigree so he let him have it.
Libra still thought she would have been happy to give up the entire remainder of the inherited property for the well-loved machine.She had never even touched a bike before she aquired the Victory but the bike had quickly earned her love the first time she rode it.
Chapter 14 End
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