Have a great morning, Harvey
At 4:37 a.m., in the blue hour of winter, Harvey waits for the first train to college. Quiet, reserved, and more comfortable with flowers and sketches than with people, his mornings are usually silent.
Until Eli sits beside him. Taller, brighter, and effortlessly friendly, Eli breaks the cold morning stillness with a smile. Harvey freezes, words stuck in his throat. Then, just as the train arrives, Eli leaves him with a simple line:
"Have a great morning, Harvey."
It's nothing special-or at least, it shouldn't be. But those words echo longer than Harvey expected. And soon, one passing encounter becomes the start of mornings worth waking up for.
A gentle slice-of-life story about quiet boys, warm strangers, and the courage to bloom.