Short story "Mumble" It started like any other day. Mike was sleeping in his warm bed like a child. After switching off an alarm clock he groped to the door and pressed the handle very softly. He was feeling a wall to find doors to the bathroom. After bath he decided to come back to the bedroom to dress. Then taking maximum care not to wake up household he opened a wardrobe. Suddenly he woke up John. "Did you close the garage?" He asked with eyes still closed. "Garage?" Mike asked surprised. "We don't have any car, so why you are talking about garage?" I think you woke up in the middle of a dream". Younger brother nervously said "No! I'm awakened!" He opened his eyes and looked at Mike as if he was a phanthom. After a couple of moments of staring each other, sleepy boy said: "I thought we were living somewhere else, in the home with miracle garden and huge garage". After few minutes he asked again: "Did you fed dogs? I think they need something to eat. They had running all the day and barking at the cat". After that mumble Mike was sure John was still in his dream and nicely said: "We don't have any dogs! Get back to sleep! I need to ankle to work". For a few moments he only heard a whistling wind and horsing around hamster. Then Mike hard again: "I'm sorry. I thought we were in another place..."