Mechanical Love

“I love her.  She is Magic.  She turns white things different colors. She’s warm and had the sweetest little red eyes.” Melvin looks at his love interest across the room. 

The Melvo-500 was placed here for a reason.   His programming told him so.   The room of sheltered pieces and older machines was his room.  Always was.  Then people started visiting half hour each day.  Like clockwork, they come and go.   Never talking to him. 

One day, they brought in things.   And new machines.  The first ones were boxy and noisy.   Always cried for attentiom.   Then her petite form showed up.   Shiny and sleek. They called her toaster.

Wrtten as part of a challenge called Photo Challnge,  detsils are at https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/05/02/photo-challenge-163/

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