Luck in the Making

Luck in the Making By Kelly Wyre The subway car was packed, and Jeffrey Ross clung to the overhead handle with a death grip. The Pixies sang to him through his earbuds, but even the familiar screeching couldn’t distract him from the claustrophobia. He hitched his shoulder bag closer to his body and sighed in relief when the next stop let off more people than it took on. It was five o’clock on February 14, and the smell of romance and candy hearts was nearly palatable and entirely sickening. Jeffrey rolled his eyes at a high school couple holding hands and grimaced when someone stepped on his toe. He was about to mutter something inappropriate, but the same asshat lost their balance when the train left the station and knocked into Jeffrey. Because Murphy’s Law loved him, the lid on Jeffre