Hope looked around the market, there were people lined up around the block waiting to get in. The market was filled with crates stacked high with food. Each individual that walked up to the stand inside the market tent was handed a crate and sent on their way.
"What's inside your crate?" Hope asked a woman who was hurrying away from the market with a crate in her hand.
"Get your own, you can look and see," the woman said, glancing warily at Hope as she covered the crate with her scarf. She hurried away, glancing back nervously.
"I wasn't going to steal it," Hope muttered as she wandered around the block, trying to look inside without waiting in line.
"Hey, get in line!" a man called out when Hope tried to peek inside the tent.
"I don't want a crate, I just want to see inside," Hope s
