Never Let Me Go

“I can’t do this, damn it!”

“You haven’t even tried.” You remind me wryly. “You can do it. I promise. Do it little by little. Don’t be afraid. I’m right here.”

My lower lip quivers. “You won’t let me go, right?”

“I’ll even catch you if you fall.” You wink.

I suck in a sharp breath, gripping the handles tightly. I can do this.

Hesitantly, I begin to move my legs one at a time and I felt myself move slowly. I’m moving. I really can do it, just like you said.

You never let go of my bike throughout. 

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