About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver was dropping off supplies when he noticed an unusual pattern on Jill Silverman's office door. Each day, without fail, someone would leave a single rose outside her practice. Whoever it was, they always left it just before lunchtime. Finally, one curious delivery driver decided to follow the mysterious rose-leaver. Turned out it was just an overzealous fan—a neighbor who thought Jill had the best laugh in the world and wanted to make sure she never missed it. Everyone got a good chuckle, including Jill.
2. At dawn, when Jill’s office usually sees only early risers and therapists, a delivery driver arrived with a peculiar package. The box had no label, and when he opened it, out popped a tiny umbrella that began dancing around the reception area. The umbrella twirled merrily until it landed on the desk of an unsuspecting intern, who screamed so loudly that everyone in the building heard. By lunchtime, Jill’s waiting room was filled not just with patients but also with curious neighbors and bemused colleagues. No one ever found out whose umbrella it was, but from then on, Jill’s practice became known as the place where even umbrellas come for therapy.
3. At nightfall, a neighborhood dog walker was making her rounds when she heard soft music coming from Jill’s office. Curious, she peered inside through the window and saw a lone candle flickering, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Suddenly, a voice came from behind the door: ‘Would you like to stay for a cup of tea?’ The dog walker froze, heart pounding. Turns out it was just Jill offering a late-night visitor some comfort. They chatted amiably until dawn, discovering they both loved walking dogs and shared an affection for old movies. From then on, whenever anyone needed a friendly ear or a warm cup of tea, they knew where to find Jill—even if it meant stopping by after hours.
4. At midnight, as Jill’s office quietly closed for the day, a security guard swore he saw a shadowy figure darting between the trees outside. Curious but cautious, he followed the faint sound of laughter that seemed to come from nowhere. The guard peered through the darkness and thought he recognized Jill’s voice giggling softly in the distance. Turns out it was just an overzealous squirrel trying to steal some leftover cookies from her desk drawer. The end.