They’ll have to replace the furniture and the books, the walls need to be repainted, the door replaced and even the electric wiring will have to be redone.ĭiaby turns around and strides out of the room. 'Everything has to go,' says Diaby, vaguely waving his hand at the room. Even several weeks later, it still smells like smoke.
From the mail slot, it flared all the way up to the ceiling. All of it has taken on a gray hue.ĭiaby is standing in front of the door to his office, which is where the arsonist set the fire.
The red sofa, the white shelves, the honey-brown wood floors. A veil of ash has settled onto his furniture and walls. The color has vanished from Karamba Diaby’s office.
