One day while walking in Washington, D. C., at a particularly busy time of day, I turned into what I thought was an alley leading to another street. As I wandered back through the alley, I suddenly noticed that I was in a courtyard. It was a beautiful place with houses looking from two sides into the cobblestone court. There was an enormous tree growing in one corner of the yard with a circular bench built around its base. As I investigated the yard further, I found that the building directly in front of me was a stable. Discovering that it was an unusually clean stable, I decided to investigate further.
Evans, Donita M.
"A Strange Stable,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 12
, Article 22.
Available at: http://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol12/iss1/22