Prompt for September 10, 2015

Complete the short story/flash fiction, that has the following first paragraph:

The gravel crunched under my feet like bubble wrap in the hands of a kid. Whoever had laid the gravel hadn’t bothered to pack it down. It moved under my feet as the small rocks slipped past each other, making the walk treacherous as well as noisy. The carpet of gravel led to the front steps of an old, but well-maintained country home. The American flag hung in the window, reminding me not only what this family had given in the various wars, but the news that I would need to give them. Again.

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