Washing down a bite of food with a sip of her water, Dagny shrugged. "I guess I'm not married to the idea either way. I know what you mean, though. We could make somewhere that's all ours, a little bit of each of us." Saying it aloud, the appeal of the idea did start to grow.
She smiled, the contrast of her life today with this time last year so very stark. "No harm in us meeting architects too?" she suggested.