She sometimes marveled that anyone would want to live downtown among all the dull and dusty office buildings with little rundown delis and tiny odd stores cramped in between. For her, it was just a place to work, suspended in it’s connection to the real world. And all proof she encountered of an existence beyond work – children, dogs, groceries, heaps of discarded evergreens after Christmas – these things continued to startle her, even though the residential transformation had been in process for several years.
Today, though, she was pleased by the change. She couldn’t help but smile broadly as she walked behind a cherub-cheeked girl in bright cheery clothes on a tiny scooter. A shiny little black dog trotting faithfully alongside the chirpy little toddler.
She was glad life had invaded downtown.