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352 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1987
She decorated the apartment cozily, painting the rooms with soothing colors, a pale blue for the living room, pale green for Larry’s office and study. There was a lot more room to work with in this apartment than there had been on Baltimore Avenue. Larry bought a much larger aquarium and filled it with tropical fish: nervous silver danios that hid in the rocks at the bottom, flat square tetras and brown-and-white clown loaches, half-inch-long rasporans of neon red and blue, and a sinister black knight fish that despite its size and martial name was soon eaten by its tank companions. Illuminated against the pale yellow kitchen wall, the blue tank water assumed a glowing aqua hue. Marcia bought a white-plumed cockatoo she named Max, and twin parrots she named Chip and Dale. The plush blue rug fit on the living room floor. They picked out and framed a piece of stretched cotton fabric that was dyed in such a way that it looked like clouds against a blue sky. That was hung behind the couch in the blue living room. On other walls she hung framed needlework of her own and art prints from art shops that she and Larry liked. To make a coffee table, Larry bought an oversized baccarat board with a glass top and set it on top of a heavy wood lobster trap he had picked up one summer in Boston for five dollars. He brought home a mirror overlaid with a reprint of an old Coca-Cola poster—from the days when Coke really had a touch of cocaine in it—that read “Relieves Fatigue, Most Refreshing Drink In The World!” Just beyond the living room was a small kitchen, and then off the kitchen a hallway led back to their bedroom and a sunny back room where Larry put a big wooden desk his older brother Paul had given him, and where Marcia put her sewing machine.