Alex was standing on the desk when Julia saw him.
Please, join me, Alex said, gesturing to the desk beneath his feet.
Julia looked around, tables full of people drawing and reading and talking and putting together constructions’ models. She walked to the desk and climbed it. She was in front of Alex. The office was beneath. A ship with red sails was moving slowly along the canal.
He looked down at her.
Julia gave him her drawings. Alex held them with his arms extended, he squinted his eyes. Thomas, he said.
Thom came to the desk.
I’d like you to take Julia around the borough and to plan with her the drawing of a complete map of it.