One Morning in the Lunch Line

Charlie approached the steam table, held his steel tray out above the sneeze guard, and waited to be served. Sylvia, the blue-aproned lunch attendant, held her spoon poised and waited for his order. Charlie, though, was silent. “Meatloaf?” she offered at last. Charlie shook his head. “Soy burger?” Sylvia asked. Charlie shook his head. Behind […]