They Felt At Home
The fact that Walter had been so excited to come here made more sense now. Far from being a general kind of flea market, Lanie realized that this was a special market. Most of the stalls seemed to be run by veterans.
As they walked, Walter’s eyes were suddenly drawn to a stall that sold American flags. Lanie was a little taken by surprise when he suddenly grabbed her arm and steered her toward it. Lanie knew he had spotted something.