I Let It In

I surveyed the shop from the base of the stairs. The snow globe’s tune started to become slower and less rhythmic as the machine wound down. I momentarily regretted the organized chaos of our shop floor. Furniture pieces of various sizes created all sorts places for someone to hide.

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