Yonah’s back was to her. What was he reading? She peered over his shoulder. Oh… boy
“IFyour life were a color right now, what would it be? And after you’ve written about that, describe the color you wish it could be.”
Golda looked around surreptitiously. No one was really going to write about this, were they?
She watched the women pick up their pens and studiously begin scratching away. Oh. They were. Well then. Top ten things Golda Rosen never thought about in her life: what color it would be described as. And honestly, she wasn’t sure she wanted to start now. But here she was, at Soul Writers. Writing about colors.
Reizy Polotchik, the hostess, smiled at her. “Sometimes,” she said in a low voice, so as not to disturb the rest of the women, “the best thing to do is to lean in.”
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