As they approached the lawn, Doran tumed around, ready to leave. But Lyla stopped him.

“Honey, look! They're leaving. Let's go take that spot!"

Doran followed her gaze and saw a slender woman pushing a wheelchair away.

“she looks... familiar," Lyla whispered, but she quickly brushed off the thought and urged Doran to take the spot with her.

The vacant spot was more than enough for their family of three, with room to spare for a few more people to camp.