What Happened When My Son’s Biker Dad Learned About His Bully
My son’s bully tormented him for two years—until his biker father showed up at our door at 10 PM. I saw the headlight first. Then the rumble of the Harley down our quiet street. My husband grabbed the baseball bat. “Stay inside. Call 911 if anything happens,” he said. Through the window, I saw him:…