Epilogue: Part Two
Asher
5 years later
"Let's try this one more time, Ry," I say, steadying Ryder's bike and getting ready to give him a push.
"But dad-"
"3-2-1-Go!" I say, pushing him off.
He wobbles a bit, but he almost immediately steadies himself and starts peddling away. "I'm doing it!" he yells over his shoulder. "Dad! Are you watching?!"
"Of course!" I run alongside him and watch his wide, green eyes gleam with accomplishment as he grins from ear to ear. Strands of brown hair that are sticking out of his helmet are flying in the wind.
"Whoa, whoa!" he cries before crashing his bike into the neighbor's bushes.
I try hard not to laugh, but all that I can see are his tiny legs sticking up out of the bush. I can hear his faint laughter, so I know he's okay. I pull him out of
