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Flash Fiction: Soldiers

Supplies were piling up faster than the volunteers could sort them into the baskets. The soldiers would be elated to see that they would not be spending their tours without being thought about at home. The packages were overflowing and more donations were due to be delivered the following day. The basics would go first then individualized packages from the families.

What are the supplies that are being gathered? Is it a volunteer group or an organization set up to aid soldiers? Where are the donations being sent? Where are the coming from?


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