Abandon the Bike

Trebor wants to return the bike but the fear of the huge dudes, or worse - the girl’s mother, cripples him. He walks into a corner store, rolls in the bike, and says to the cashier, “It looks like a little girl forgot her bike outside.”

The cashier is an older gentleman that looks like he can’t be bothered. “You can’t leave that in here.”

“But what if the girl is looking for her bike?”

The man leans over the counter. “And why would she look in here?”

“Maybe somebody brought it in here.”

“Like you?”

“Yeah,” says Trebor. “Someone like me. I mean, me.”

The man snickers. “Leave it outside. If she comes looking for it, she’ll find it where she left it.”

“But what if it’s stolen?”

The man nods. “I guess there are people out there that would steal from kids.” 

Trebor feels relieved.

“If you care that much,” says the man, “Then take the bike to the police station. Maybe it’s been reported as missing.”

Guilt sweeps over Trebor. “Um, thanks.” He exits the building. To his shame, and maybe the most shameful thing he’s ever done, he leaves the bike in front of the corner store, unattended.

He walks home and his guilt is finally erased when he looks into the park near his home. He sees a cute girl, named Yesenia, that he went to his middle school with, holding birthday balloons. She was considered to be a popular girl and he never seemed to come up with a good enough reason to talk to her. 

What should Trebor do?

(Choose below)