Cyan - by Kevin Gee and Dan Scott - Cloud Valley

She’s sitting at her dining room table—a solid slab of wood peeking out from under an eclectic collection including but very much not limited to six sets of takeout chopsticks, a Blitz Spray Horse Plush, and a keto brownie. Record-setting San Francisco rain pounds the windows. “I wasn’t the same for weeks.” The Times list is hand-curated; not an actual leaderboard of national book sales. As kids, we assume things are what they purport to be. But the list felt to Banister like a kind of deception. “The more we understand about how the world works,” Banister explains,” the less childlike we become.” By this standard, Banister—in her red plaid button-down (a pattern picked for her by her nine year-old son), flowy pink pants, and no fewer than three necklaces—is a conundrum. She knows a great deal about how the world works and yet here she is, fluorescent against the grey day, sitting under a giant, one-of-a-kind piece of Hello Kitty art. And she’s always learning more. She explores the wo

She’s sitting at her dining room table—a solid slab of wood peeking out from under an eclectic collection including but very much not limited to six sets of takeout chopsticks, a Blitz Spray Horse Plush, and a keto brownie. Record-setting San Francisco rain pounds the windows. “I wasn’t the same for weeks.” The Times list is hand-curated; not an actual leaderboard of national book sales. As kids, we assume things are what they purport to be. But the list felt to Banister like a kind of deception. “The more we understand about how the world works,” Banister explains,” the less childlike we beco