The Music Marauder

Life in the cut-out bin.

From the back of the store, They would stare out the window day after day at the brown hellscape of the desert. They are always holding out for hope.

And then, one day, hope arrived.

In the distance, they saw a man walking toward them through the front window. And the high-pitched, muffled whispers began: “Maybe this is one of them.”

Their eyes were kind…