helmet and even before Crash brought the bike to a stop, she dropped it on the ground and jumped off the back. Before he could get the kickstand down, she took off running. Crash jumped off, flung his helmet down, and tore after her. He chased her around the picnic table and around the bikes. “C’mere, you little troublemaker!” The second time she ran around the picnic table, trying to keep it between them, Crash went right up over the top. She squealed and made a dash for it. She didn’t get two steps before he caught her, tossing her up on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “Your ass is
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