Please don't Sue us, WME | IMG - NEW YORK CITy 11 Madison Avenue New York, NY 10010 212-586-5100 We want to license these stories for 360 Video! Dreaming Is A Private Thing By: Isaac Asimov Jesse Weill looked up from his desk. His old spare body, his sharp high-bridge nose, deep-set shadowy eyes, and amazing shock of white hair had trademarked his appearance during the years that Dreams, Inc. had become world-famous. He said, "Is the boy here already, Joe?" Joe Dooley was short and heavyset. A cigar caressed his moist lower lip. He took it away for a moment and nodded. "His folks are with him. They're all scared." "You're sure this is not a false alarm, Joe? I haven't got much time." He looked at his watch. "Government business at two." "This is a sure thing, Mr. Weill." Dooley's face was a study in earnestness. His jowls quivered with persuasive intensity. "Like I told you, I p...