CHAPTER ELEVEN
My confidence, unfortunately, did very little to dull the pain in my body. I was forced to bike home much more slowly than I normally did, because if I pedaled too fast, my legs would scream in pain and I’d be forced to slow to a crawl or stop outright more than a few times. That was annoying, because I was looking forward to getting back home and going to sleep in my nice, soft, comfortable bed, but it sure seemed like I would not get back home until after dinner at this rate.
I decided to take a shortcut through the back alleys and streets of Golden City. There was a particular shortcut I knew of which would cut the amount of time it would normally take me to get back home in half. If I took it, I would probably be back home in town for dinner, although I hurt so badly t
