(Author’s note: I skipped posting the last couple of weeks due to my travels down to Houston. I had an absolute blast with people at a writer’s gathering, and at the anime convention across the street. I got a lot of inspiration, just getting back into the swing of things is going to be the important part. Which is why I am posting this story today.
Oh, and to Haileigh, if you’re reading this: Thanks!)
You Make My Dreams Come True
by Miles H. Rost
Geno’s Cheesesteak, a warm afternoon, and the radio.
Harvey couldn’t have had a better day. A paid half a day off due to a delayed component, and his paycheck already cashed and deposited, was the impetus for sitting and having some good food.
The sounds of Hall and Oates wafted through the air, their latest hit adding extra sonic food to his buffet of the day. He bopped his head along to the sound of the Yamaha CP30, slowly enjoying his sandwich.
Finishing his cheesesteak, he stood from the cement seat to leave.