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

for you, and I wanted to discuss a schedule for the rest. Please call me back.”

I hung up the phone just as a deep, rumbling engine idled directly outside on Maple Street.

The sound was heavy, like a diesel truck sitting in the gravel, but when I looked through the dusty glass of the window, the vehicle was gone.

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