Good Wednesday, my peeps! Thank goodness for Friday Fictioneers or we’d have no idea what day we are… Mind you, that in itself is confusing, isn’t it? Wednesday for Friday… Oh well, just trust me. Go with it. A little feel-good towards our fellow man and woman today.
Top of the World
“Hullo, Ralph! Everything good?”
“Yes sir, Mr. Bertie. This way, please.”
“Let’s go, Rosie. I’ve got a surprise for you. Bring your cart.”
Ralph led them to the service elevator, pushed the top button, handed Bertie a bottle of wine. “For you. Remember. Midnight, Cinderfella!” With a wave, he left.
Once on the rooftop, Bertie led Rosie to a table and emptied his own cart: ripped sheet as tablecloth, candle stubs, which he lit, plastic cups, and left-overs he received from some of his restauranteur pals.
“We’re on top of the world tonight, Rosie! You and me and no street.”