THORNTON — Until Peyton Watson walked into his life, little Noah had never ridden a bike with training wheels. A week later, he can’t stop.
“Where did he go? Louisa Wagner asks.
“NO-AH!” Louisa’s husband Harry shouts.
“NOOOO-AAAAAH!!” Louisa cries.
It’s the second day of winter, three days to Christmas, and 73 degrees in the shade. As we walk the trail around Carpenter Park Lake, the only response is the low rumble of a stiff breeze and the hiss of angry geese.
We stop.
Noah doesn’t.
“I see him!