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

I didn’t know what to say. What do you tell an eight-year-old who’s just realized she’s different? Who’s just discovered that a piece of her life is missing that other kids have?

My sister posted about it on social media. Just a frustrated rant about the school’s policy and how unfair it was to exclude fatherless girls from a dance. She didn’t tag anyone. Didn’t expect anything to come of it.

Three days later, my phone rang. A man’s voice I didn’t recognize.

“Ma’am, my name is Robert Torres. I’m the president of the Iron Warriors Motorcycle Club. I saw your sister’s post about your daughter and the dance. I’m calling because we’d like to help.”

I was confused. Scared, honestly. “Help how?”

“How many fatherless girls are at that school? Girls who can’t go to this dance because they don’t have dads?”

I had no idea. “I don’t know. Maybe twenty? Thirty?”

“Find out. Get us a number. Because every single one of those girls is going to that dance. And they’re going to have the best dates in the room.”

I thought he was joking. Or crazy. Or both.

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