![]() ![]() ![]() Caleb smiled at the serenity of his home. He quickly slid off his shoes and tucked them neatly to the side of the door, sliding off his wool socks and tucking them inside the shoes.Ĭaleb wiggled his toes on the floor, delighted by the pleasant chills that shivered up his body. Caleb stepped onto the creaky wooden floor, dying to remove his shoes and socks to feel the comforting cold floor. The smell of petrichor seeped into his nostrils through a deep inhale. ![]() No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the publisherĬaleb stepped through the musty old door, listening to it’s rusty creak. Published by Joshua Mendrala Books & Lulu Publishing. A Short Story by Joshua Mendrala Copyright © by Joshua MendralaĪll rights reserved. ![]()
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