The veteran looked agitated as he played the part of the pedestrian. After the noise of the city and its rushing crowds, the unsettled warmth of the suburban afternoon spoke of either peaceful contentment or quiet desperation. It depended on one’s point of view. To the pedestrian hurrying along the footpath, the quietness screamed desperately.
This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://spectrummagazine.org/article/nathan-brown/2012/04/02/veteran