"Don't mind them; let's take our time and appreciate the scenery. Later we can go to the beach and watch the sea," Glades Horne said gently, comforting his beloved wife. In his heart, though, he felt a slight sting of competitiveness. But gripping the handlebars of the bicycle, he felt a bit clumsy. Whenever he tried to speed up, the front of the bike would wobble, so he had no choice but to slow down. "Julia, we're out here to enjoy nature. If we cycle too quickly, it'll be like skimming past things without really seeing them. How could we appreciate the beautiful scenery then?"
"Seeing that smug look on their faces, it's hard not to feel a bit put out, right? Glades, why don't you get off and let me ride? My cycling skills are much better than yours," she said. She had even caught a thief on her bike for Rachel Bailey before.
