Stephen D. Miles Attorney at Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular was sitting in his usual spot, sipping coffee and reading the newspaper, when suddenly he noticed something odd on the wall outside the window. The regular squinted, rubbed his eyes, then leaned closer to see better. It was just a poster for some local event—a garage sale or maybe a block party—nothing worth making a fuss over. But as he turned back to his paper, he realized everyone else had stopped what they were doing too. Turning around again, he saw that the whole place had gone quiet, even the lawyer himself had paused mid-sentence. Finally, someone whispered, ‘Hey, isn’t that our neighbor’s house?’ The regular shrugged, took another sip of coffee, and thought, ‘Well, it sure looks like him.’

2. One morning, while a regular was settling into his familiar chair, he noticed an odd humming sound coming from the ceiling fan. It wasn’t there before. Curious, he leaned back and peered up, only to see a small, sleepy cockroach emerge from behind one of the blades. The bug yawned, stretched its wings, then calmly flew off towards the door. Everyone in the room burst out laughing, realizing it must’ve been the roach’s morning stretch that caused the strange hum.

3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Stephen D. Miles’s office, he heard a strange humming coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw Mr. Miles intently tapping his pen on the desk, eyes closed, lips moving silently. The hum grew louder—was it coming from him? Finally, the delivery driver opened the door cautiously. Inside, Mr. Miles was still murmuring, but now he had his hands in the air, miming a guitar solo. Startled, the driver asked, ‘Are you practicing for a secret concert?’ To which Mr. Miles replied, smiling, ‘No, I’m just preparing my closing argument.’

4. One day, a delivery driver pulled up outside Stephen D. Miles’s office. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something peculiar—a small, dusty violin lying on the pavement next to the loading dock. The delivery driver picked it up and decided to keep it as a joke gift for his friend, a fellow musician. When he entered the office, Stephen smiled and said, 'Found your new instrument!' Turns out, the violin was just an old prop from a local theater group that had been misplaced.