Thirty Veterans in Leather Vests Arrived at My Front Door on Tuesday Morning

me try to force the pieces together.

“We have to go,” I said, setting the broken truck on top of the suitcase.

I carried the first box down the stairs, passing two of the veterans who stood silently on the landing.

They did not offer to carry the box, but they stood so George could not block the doorway.

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