Oct 4, 2018
As proud as Grant was to be in the military, he couldn’t help but feel off put by the stares he received when walking down the street. He was back in town after being away for about a year, fresh in uniform, and trying to avoid certain gazes. What was mostly annoying was the salutes he received from those who were not in anyway affiliated with the military. But his father would probably smack him over the head if he was rude about it, so.. he was all smiles.
Strolling down the street, he noticed someone leave a shop in a hurry, dropping something in the process. Frowning, Grant ran up to where the article was dropped and picked it up, looking to where the person was rushing off to. “Hey! Excuse me?”
