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She holds Amy's hand as they walk through the front door of Milliways and into Susan's house. They step into her bedroom through her closet.
"Well, here we are. This is my bedroom. Lucy and I used to share it when we were small, but it's been all mine since I was fourteen."
Her room is painted a soft yellow. The bedspread is of white lace, which matches the curtains. A neatly-organized vanity with a round mirror graces one wall, and a wardrobe the other. On her bedside table are two framed photos. One is of her family, and one is of Clive.
"We needn't stay here, but I do rather like my room."
"Well, here we are. This is my bedroom. Lucy and I used to share it when we were small, but it's been all mine since I was fourteen."
Her room is painted a soft yellow. The bedspread is of white lace, which matches the curtains. A neatly-organized vanity with a round mirror graces one wall, and a wardrobe the other. On her bedside table are two framed photos. One is of her family, and one is of Clive.
"We needn't stay here, but I do rather like my room."