The speed of yearsFebruary 16, 2010
At the lake, the daughter led on her pink bike, her father followed on his soberer, larger edition.
“Pick it up, now, girl,” he said as his daughter wound around walkers and joggers.
Up ahead, the path curved right along the water, and though his daughter was already pedaling faster than before, he decided not to tell her to speed up any further. It would not be long now before she would pedal away from him with the finality of one who had found her direction.