This biker followed me home from grocery store and I called 911 before he could explain why. I watched him in my rearview mirror for three miles, my heart pounding, my hands shaking on the wheel. – Story
I noticed him in my rearview mirror three turns after leaving the grocery store, his motorcycle steady and impossible to ignore. By the fourth turn, my chest was tight and my hands were shaking on the steering wheel. I was a twenty-eight-year-old single mom with two babies in the backseat, already exhausted from surviving on…