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Downstairs bedroom after renovation
The kitchen had also begun to take shape and the living area had been knocked together
with the few pieces we'd bought so far.
Tomorrow we would begin placing all the smaller items where they belonged.
It was a start.
The next morning, I called Steve to give him a first-hand report of how everything
looked. His voice was thin and reedy.
“Where are you?” I asked.
“Back in the hospital,” he sighed. “I keep getting these damn lung infections.”
“Is Sue there?”
“Of course. She's right here. I'm afraid this hasn't been much fun for her.”
I tried to click into a lighter mood.
“You wouldn't believe how great the old place looks. You're a genius.”
His sudden laughter degenerated into a protracted cough.
“Thank Jane, not me.”
I waited for the coughing to subside.
“Well, it's a gorgeous sight. We're emailing you some photos today. We can't wait for
you to see it in person.”
A long pause.
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