Is that it now?
Are you all done with the excuses?”
The woman squealed with delight, jumping up and down excitedly.
“Ohmygoodness yes!” she proclaimed
“Yes, yes, yes. I can’t believe you did that? That was so thoughtful!” she placed her fingers on chin and opened her palm outwards. “Thank you.”
The man put his thumbs up. “It’s all good.”
The woman placed her hands over the black plastic grips, feeling the suppleness of the new flexible material.
“No more brittle handlegrips!” she laughed. “That will make it better!”
The man nodded…
“All of it….the entire thing has been re-built……. the chain will no longer fall off…….the tyres won’t go flat….you can’t complain you have a sore butt….look! A brand new saddle!!”
The woman and man laughed together.
“Are you good now? Are your excuses finally banished once and for all?”
The woman walked over to the Malvern Star, and for the first time in what seemed like forever put her fears from the past away and got back on her bike.
“Yes.” she said.
“I’m all good”.