So much angst when he stepped onto the platform
Cold sweat dripped down his back as the numbers cycled
All of his hard work undone by pizza and wings on his birthday
Leaving him waiting for the bad news
Except when he compared the number to that of an NFL lineman, well then he was okay
Signals of her desire radiated outward at the speed of emotion.
Even as dense as he was, he had to sense something.
Nodding, he seemed ready to speak. She stepped closer, hopeful.
Don’t you know it he ran away instead? Next time she was going to try semaphore!
Toby went through the sequence again
Ready to try his hand he stepped up
A shiver ran down his spine
It all came down to this moment
Now he was the engineer. He pulled the whistle and moved the lever