September drabbles - 3

The radio plays and fingers clack on keyboards in time with the tune. Heads bob lightly under hair. Whispers of soundtracks wander on scents of coffee, on scents of tea and Mountain Dew.

The radio stops and it’s time for lunch. The workers leave their boards. Sandwiches are released from the fridge. Mugs slide under coffee’s spout. Hot water. Conversation. Then time to go back.

The radio plays and fingers clack and keyboards dance again.

The radio stops and the workers head for home.

His radio plays in his car and at last—peace at last—they’re playing his tune!

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