Hello everyone. This is Ria with a quick note. This is a full episode preview of a story featured on Little Stories for Sleep, a bedtime podcast just for Little Stories premium subscribers. The episode I'm sharing with you today is part of a series I'm calling Wandering Sleep Stories.

These new stories are peaceful, calming, and perfect for that last track on a bedtime playlist.

On Little Stories for Sleep, Wandering Sleep Stories have no intro or outro.

It's just the story framed by soft music.

So grab your weighted blanket, snuggle up, and fall asleep to this sweet tale.

Music sweet tale.

It was dusk when Gus stepped onto the city sidewalk.

Immediately he was knocked to his feet by rolling luggage pulled by a man in a rumpled suit. The street lamps were lit, signaling the coming of night.

But nightfall meant little here in this city that did not sleep. The sidewalks were packed with people

striding purposefully by themselves or ambling along in groups. The street remained congested with cars and buses, honking intermittently,

all needing to be somewhere urgently. Gus staggered to his feet, keeping close to the brick

of the office building from which he'd emerged.

He dusted himself off, unstartled by the collision with the suitcase.

If a city mouse did not anticipate such encounters, he didn't last long.

In the shadow of the building, Gus felt for his journal in the inner pocket of his jacket,

only to find it was not there.

He slapped a paw to his forehead, seeing the journal clearly in his mind,

knowing it was on his bedside table with his reading glasses resting on top. He'd been so wound up

about his trip. He'd forgotten to grab it before he left

the basement. The journal had contained instructions on how to catch the bus. Thankfully,

it was little more than a redundancy.

Gus had memorized his cousin Tenney's directions.

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