53 bikers showed up in suits when school said fatherless girls couldn’t attend the daddy-daughter dance,

And that sometimes, the scariest-looking men in the room have the biggest hearts.

Sita still has the corsage from that first dance. It’s pressed in a book on her shelf, dried and faded but precious beyond measure.

Next to it is a photo of her and Robert on the dance floor. A little girl in a pink dress standing on the boots of a biker in a borrowed suit.

Two strangers who became family because fifty-three men decided that no little girl should ever feel excluded. That no fatherless daughter should ever feel less than.

That’s what bikers do. They show up. They stand in the gap. They become the fathers those girls deserve.

Even if it’s just for one magical night.