He told me about the old World War I veteran he had met and how he had survived a plane crash and made his way to safety with three other soldiers who were also survivors. I made sure to listen eagerly to the party because it knew when I wasn't paying attention, and partly because I love history. We stopped at the Speedway gas station and both got our favorite flavors of tea. Kylee's was half and half, mine was peach flavored. She always liked to tease me because she liked peach flavored tea "This is what the girl should become idiot." He would say. Then we headed back towards our homes, but this time we walked through the small field that is between Tractor Supply and our road. This path hosted an area of ​​beaten grass that has always been used for meeting or meeting. The kids who had lived here before us had passed it down to us for whenever we needed it