[She waves Jean through the bedroom, with it's handpainted door and curtained bed recessed in the wall and bay window bracketed by bookshelves through a new door on the opposite side, down circular stairs into a comfortable suburban house with slightly dated trappings - the kitchen appliances and the bulky radio in the living room are straight out of the fifties. It's kept neat but not impersonal, with books and coffee cups and chess pieces out of place here and there, family photos of Anya and Erik scattered here and there, from a childhood she didn't have but still remembers. Anya curls up on the sofa, motioning for Jean to sit beside her.]
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[She waves Jean through the bedroom, with it's handpainted door and curtained bed recessed in the wall and bay window bracketed by bookshelves through a new door on the opposite side, down circular stairs into a comfortable suburban house with slightly dated trappings - the kitchen appliances and the bulky radio in the living room are straight out of the fifties. It's kept neat but not impersonal, with books and coffee cups and chess pieces out of place here and there, family photos of Anya and Erik scattered here and there, from a childhood she didn't have but still remembers. Anya curls up on the sofa, motioning for Jean to sit beside her.]