[Zia leans forward against the table to get a better look at Zahi's drawing. She takes notes on her sheet of paper, too—big common area; family space (the size of her old family room had felt like some kind of cruel joke because she was the only one who ever used it; she puts a big star next to her note, thrilled at the prospect of filling that room with life).]
Decorations... Striped fabrics are good, right? [Notes, notes, notes, each word less legible than the last.] How about furniture?
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Decorations... Striped fabrics are good, right? [Notes, notes, notes, each word less legible than the last.] How about furniture?