My Daughter Named Twenty Harleys In A Biker Garage — One Year Later, Every Name Stayed

Synopsis

My name is Sarah Bell, and I married into the biker world before I understood that a garage can be a church if enough broken men gather there trying not to fall apart. My husband, Nolan, rode with the Iron Mesa MC. His road name was Stitch because he used to patch everyone up after fights, wrecks, bad divorces, and bad decisions. He was not the president,…