I was that kid once. Now I’m part of the club that saved me. And we’re always watching for the next kid holding a sign, waiting for someone to finally stop and listen.
Bikers aren’t what you think they are. Sometimes they’re detectives who’ve been trying to catch a dirty cop for six years. Sometimes they’re the army that surrounds a house to make sure a child abuser can’t escape. Sometimes they’re the family that takes in five broken kids and shows them what safety actually feels like.
That sign changed my life. But it was the biker who stopped to read it that saved it.
