Last Timeee

Barnaby “Bear” Johnson loved two things: his vintage Harley-Davidson and his fiercely independent girlfriend, Mia. They were on their annual pilgrimage to the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally, a journey that always started with a roar and ended with a blur of chrome and camaraderie. As they rounded a tight mountain curve, the wind whipped Mia’s hair into a frenzy, and both let out a gleeful shout, their faces stretched in pure exhilaration. This was their freedom, two souls connected by the open road and the thrum of the engine beneath them.