He put a hand on Gabe's shoulder.

“Being brave doesn't mean you aren't scared.”

He paused.

“Being brave means you don't let fear decide what you do.”

Three years passed.

Gabe grew into a confident teenager.

Lucas continued therapy.

He still communicated differently.

But he had made enormous progress.

On Lucas's thirteenth birthday, the Ghost Riders visited.

Everyone gathered around the backyard.

Jerome brought the old sidecar.

Lucas looked at it.

Then at Gabe.

He slowly signed something.

Gabe smiled.

“What did he say?”

Jerome asked.

Gabe looked at the riders.

“He said…”

Gabe paused.

Then smiled.

“He remembers.”

Jerome crouched beside Lucas.

“Remember what?”

Lucas looked at the motorcycles.

Then, slowly, he spoke.

His first full sentence in years.

“They came when I needed them.”