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The apartment looks like what you’d expect: plants everywhere, lots of windows to allow in natural light, the same kind of tamped down, muted quality to the air like in the shop downstairs, making the whole place feel completely peaceful and quiet.
I can see why Olga and Christine would want to live here. I could live in a place like this, too. It’s like Halli’s house in Colorado: not too much furniture, plenty of books lining the walls, rugs and pillows and other furnishings in colors that feel good on the eyes, like soft greens and muted rose.
It’s tempting to just stay here. Park myself on their couch and take a break from my life. Close my eyes and see if I can find that wave Christine was describing. Just try it right here and now.
“We should go,” Daniel says.
“Yeah,” I say, “
