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My Father Took Back the Motorcycle He Gifted Me after I Restored It, So I Got My Revenge

Seth’s parents ignore his birthday, but then his father reluctantly gives him an old motorcycle as a way of making things right.

But after Seth spends months working on a special motorcycle restoration project, his father suddenly wants it back. Seth must decide whether to return the old Harley with ease or take his revenge…

When I turned eighteen, my birthday came and went without so much as a mention from my parents. No cake, no cards, not one birthday present, and, of course, they didn’t even show up to my dorm room. I tried to play it cool, but honestly, it stung more than I wanted to admit.

The next morning, though, my dad called me to go over to their home.

“I’ve got something for you, Seth,” he said, tossing me a set of keys.

I caught them effortlessly, but I was confused.

“What’s this for?” I asked. They didn’t look like car keys, and I already had my mom’s old car anyway.

My dad nodded toward a dusty tarp in the corner of the garage. It had been there for as long as I could remember, covering up something that I was told not to touch.

When I pulled the tarp off, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was my dad’s old Harley, a ’73 Shovelhead. It was the stuff of my childhood dreams, the bike that had always seemed just out of reach.

All I had wanted to do when I was younger was steal my dad’s leather jacket and sit on the motorcycle. But he always shouted at me whenever I tried to touch it.

“If there’s one scratch on it, Seth,” he would say, “I’ll take all your spending money away.”

That was enough to keep me away from the dream bike.

“You’re giving me the Harley?” I asked, my voice a mix of disbelief and excitement.

My father shrugged it off like it was nothing.

“Yeah, why not, son?” he declared. “It hasn’t run in years, to be honest, so good luck with that. Consider it a late birthday gift, Seth.”

I could barely believe it.

I was finally going to ride that bike, and feel the engine roaring beneath me, the wind in my hair. It was going to be everything I had dreamt of and more. I was finally going to be like my dad.

I ran my hand over the cracked leather seat, taking in the gift.

“Thanks, Dad,” I said. “I promise I’ll take good care of her.”

The moment those keys were in my hand, that motorcycle became my new obsession.

“Jeez, son,” the mechanic said when I took the Harley over in a friend’s old pickup truck. “There’s a lot to be done here. But I can do the big things for you, and you’ll be able to sort out the smaller things if you’re confident enough.”

I saved every penny from my barista role at the café. I was extra polite to all my customers, hoping for large tips, ready to go straight into the motorcycle restoration fund.

Soon, my nights, weekends, and any and all free time I had were spent outside with the motorcycle. I tore it down and put it back together, better than ever, restoring old parts. I watched countless YouTube tutorials and read every manual I could find.

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