Leo nodded. He didn’t know what to say to that so he didn’t say anything, which was probably the right call.
The bell rang for second period. Leo stood up, tucked the flag under his arm, and picked up his backpack.
“Thanks for coming,” he said. “That was – I mean, you didn’t have to do all this.”
Luke looked at him. “Neither did you.”
Leo thought about that for half a second, then turned and went inside.
The flag sat on his desk the rest of the day, leaning against the wall. Mrs. Garza kept looking at it. She didn’t say anything about it. She just kept looking.
If this one got you, send it to someone who needs a reminder that ordinary people still do this kind of thing – every day, in airports, in parking lots, in small moments nobody’s filming.
