Dream Small a slice of life short story by Owen Richason

Dream Small (Slice of Life)

"Good afternoon. Please, come in," a soft, welcoming voice said from behind an oversized, ornate swinging door as it slowly opened, revealing a large entryway leading to a grand, winding staircase in the center, set just past an impressive foyer hosting four large paintings, the works of two famous artists. As the door closed, it sent a startling thud that echoed well past the tall hall and throughout the big city townhouse while simultaneously silencing the hectic street noise roaring outside. “Sorry about that. I tend to forget just how loud that is. You’d think it would be top of mind, but at my age, little things can easily get away.” “Oh, no need to apologize, Sir.” �
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