William and Amelia had spent the day in the art studio. They enjoyed their time together, laughing more than they ever had, as they worked to put together easels and find just the right places for the supplies. While they worked, they also had to find ways to keep Blueberry occupied. Amelia had given him a ball of paper to chase and bat around and a paintbrush he liked to flip into the air and catch. Now, the little dragon was perched in the roots at the top of the main support log in the center of the room.
Amelia was finishing the last easel as William picked up the trash and packing material it had come in. Amelia stepped back to look at the room and smiled. The building still had a little work to complete, and she did not have everything she wanted to put into the room. Still, it was
