On a fall late afternoon in northern Virginia, two harley’s pass each other on route 7.
One girl whips around, making a fast u turn and follows the other Harley as they now both pull over.
She yells out in excitement “Trish made my deerskin jacket too!” What are the odds this meeting could even happen. They laugh and agree they love their jackets, and they exchange stories of all the people who have complimented them on their deerskin jackets. She notices that Claire also has the handmade chaps on
to match her jacket. Now Susan has a new item to order from Trish soon.
What are the odds of this chance happening?
You cannot even make this stuff up. So surreal
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