bike looks okay. I don’t think anything’s broken.”
He nodded as he examined it.
“So can I help you with your papers again tomorrow?” she asked him. “Can I?”
“Yep,” he said, nodding. “Hey, you want to try riding my bike?”
Sophie couldn’t believe it. “Really? Sure. I’d love to!”
“I’ll hold on to the back and give you a boost.”
“I’ll just get my shoes,” she said, scrambling back down to the stream.
Soon she was back at the road. Stamping her shoes on, she gripped the handlebars tightly, swung one leg over the seat, and straddled the bike, standing on the pedals.
“Okay,” Arthur said, right behind her. “I’ve got it.”
She started pedalling. The bike wobbled a lot more than she had expected. She couldn’t reach the pedals if she sat on the seat, so she had to stand, but Arthur didn’t let go. He pushed her halfway up the hill before he got too tired. Then she got off and they both walked, following their long shadows the rest of the way home.
Since he was in such a generous mood, Sophie thought she’d ask him something. “Hey, Artie. Think we could go to Cap’s tomorrow and check if they have any used bikes that would fit me?”
“Sure, we could do that. I want to get another tire, anyway. My back tire’s getting pretty bald.”
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