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An ear-busting, roaring sound jarred me awake first thing that Thursday morning. I lurched out of bed, grabbed for my robe, swinging it on as I ran down the steps and peered out the front window. My breath caught. A helmeted man, dressed in all black leather, was parking a motorcycle. I was deliberating whether I should go for Daddy's shotgun, when he reached up and removed his helmet. My jaw dropped. It was him.