Moonlight Dwelling

Dean hated having to stay in the room. After pacing around for a bit he looked at the box by the bed that said Magic Fingers. Reaching into his pocket he found a quarter and put it in the slot.

"What the hell it's not like I have anything better to do."

Lying down on the bed the Magic Fingers started up. It felt awesome so Dean reached into his pocket to look for more quarters that he placed by the bed.

"Who knew there'd be actual magic in the Magic Fingers."

Reaching for his phone Dean decided to listen to some music while enjoying the Magic Fingers.

By Barbara Desmond