Maxzyne admires the display. “Wow, this is so cool. Maybe I want to be a—what’s it called again, Gigi?”
“Visual display merchandiser. If Ray hasn’t retired by the time you’re old enough, he’ll teach you everything retail, Maxzyne.”
“I thought you were going to be an artist,” Elise reminds her.
“Oh . . . yeah.” Maxzyne considers. “Maybe I can do both. Like Gigi.”
Hiding a smile, from high on the ladder, Gigi puts the finishing touches on the lighting.
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