We’ll Always Have Hoagiefest

We’ll Always Have Hoagiefest

I don’t know what I was expecting to find at that Center City Wawa just about half past twelve. Besides cheap hoagies, of course. And a sixty-four-ounce Turkey Hill peach tea. I dunno, maybe I’d try to steal a bag of Lay’s Salt & Vinegar as well. But what I didn’t expect was you. What can I say? It was like freakin’ fireworks, you know? There we stood at the deli counter. Two star-crossed meat lovers, with nothing to look forward to but our numb…