Wordle #934 - LINER
“Oh, I got you a little something.” I root around in my tote bag for it. “A housewarming gift.”
It’s a small ceramic planter shaped like a hedgehog with an assortment of hens and chicks sprouting from its back. Bree is absolutely mad about ceramic animals, and succulents are too hardy for even her to kill. At any rate, Roy will remember to water it.
“Oh my gosh, thank you! I love it,” Bree says with a squeal and hugs the planter to her chest. I think she actually means it. “Come on, I’ll give you the grand tour.”
Bree loops her arm in mine and leads me around the first floor, chatting nonstop. Lola follows close behind, her trim little nails clicking like typewriter keys on the hardwood.
“So, this is the living room, as you can see. The sofa took for-ev-er to arrive, but I suppose that’s to be expected when you order bespoke—"
Just like the outside of the home, everything inside is neat, colorful, and expensive. The tidiness is Roy’s doing; the explosion of color, Bree’s. If Roy had his way, the interior would be as minimal and beige as a paper bag.
But clearly, Bree’s sense of style is winning out in this war of attrition. I even notice a few boxes filled with eclectic design materials—rolls of floral shelf liner, wallpaper swatches, pink fish scale tiles... Pink! Roy must love that, I think with impish glee.
Bree continues the tour by herding me upstairs, but I nearly stop in my tracks when we reach the second floor.
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