The perfect schwinn

The bike was absolutely perfect, red, and a Schwinn. Unfortunately, it was probably somebody else's.

I was starting at the bike, one that I'm sure my daughter would be delighted with, as it was stashed behind a shrub near the Kent Station. It was red, had good tires and was a girl's bike.

Was it dumped there, or had someone stashed it there, hoping someone like me wouldn't take it?

When I first spotted it on Wednesday, I told Jennifer about it. We decided to leave it be until today. Then we'd check back. If it's still there, it's likely it's dumped and we're going to do some picking.