After Larry got over the initial shock of Suzette falling on her head much like Humpty Dumpty, he spoke to the mechanic who had been working on her when she tumbled. The mechanic told Larry that he has been a motorcycle mechanic for 24 years and had never lost a bike off a lift (just our luck). He said that he was working on her, and for some reason she shifted forward a couple of inches; just enough to lose her balance and start to fall (he himself was slightly injured trying to stop her from falling).

I marveled at the strange occurrence – what would cause Suzette to suddenly shift? Between this and the theft for Suzie, Suzette’s older sister, I suggested to Larry that “maybe someone doesn’t want you to have a motorcycle”, as I tease him from time to time about my concerns and the dangers of motorcycles. He quickly replied, “It must be the DEVIL then, because the DEVIL knows that if I don’t have a motorcycle then I’m not going to be happy. And who else wants me to be unhappy as much as the devil?” Tough to respond to that one.