It was all broken up and the siblings figured they’d repair it. They refurbished old things to sell them. It must be a family thing: their father would’ve thrown it away otherwise. He never kept ‘useless’ stuff around and never understood his kids’ passion for junk.
It took a life of its own though; before they knew it, the bicycle was the center of their world. They fought about it like 8 year old kids over a new toy. Until Mark shoved his sister away and she fell on the porch hitting her head. He thought to check she was ok, but then grinned triumphantly: the bike was his. He jumped on it and rode hard. Exhilarated he let go of pedals and handles. He never saw the tree that killed him.
When Dean and Leah renovated the house they’d bought, they discovered an old bicycle hidden under the porch.
In response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Finish Off Friday prompt Bicycle