Shira looked at the walls. They were the warm yellows of the early 2000s. Gray was quickly becoming passé, but yellow was definitely not an option
She will need a scribe. Someone who will walk around the factory and not simply assume that he has seen destruction, but will open his eyes and note down the details
He hadn’t changed his order, just added hers in as well. Did that mean he wasn’t really considering her opinions?
Don’t be passive-aggressive. It never works. But what should she tell Danielle, no? That felt rude, although she wasn’t sure why
How does she do it? Scratching out words and numbers and talking to him at the same time?
It is not a long journey, she repeats to herself, a mantra. But it is a journey that means stepping into the unknown
