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

on the linoleum without making a sound. He looked up at the yellowed plastic cover of the light fixture on the ceiling.

“The housing is loose,” Marcus said, pointing a thick finger at the metal rim. “The vibrations from the hallway floor are what make the bulb flicker.”

“Can we fix it today?” Tommy asked, taking two quick steps toward the counter. “Is continue reading …