BLURB: When Dr. Marjorie schedules an ultrasound for Anna, Cade begins to go into paranoid meltdown. Something must be wrong! He’s sure of it.
Seeing his Daughter on the computer screen larger than life sets Cade onto a path of foolish, well-meaning choices. In a state of panic, he instigates a series of disastrous projects with the Help of Simon, Stefan, and Thomas.
The final disaster lands Cade and Anna stranded on the family’s island with Anna in labor and no help in sight.
Cade crept into the house as quietly as possible. Anna had been up all night. Worrying over the ultrasound had compounded her insomnia, and she was finally getting some rest. If his luck held out, they could get the painting done before she woke up. Setting the paint cans on the newspaper he had spread over the carpeting, he looked at the closed window. He’d better crack all the windows, so the smell of paint didn’t wake her either.
The quiet sound of a tiptoeing army let him know the guys had arrived. Keeping them quiet was going to be a challenge.
“Hey, Cade,” Simon whispered.
“Hi, guy’s. Thanks for coming. We don’t have a lot of time, so let’s try to hurry. Simon, could you start taping the trim?”
“Sure.” Simon dug the painter’s tape from the shopping bag.
“Thomas, could you cut in the edges?”
“Cool, my favorite part of painting.”
“You’ve done this before?” Cade asked.
“Sure, haven’t you?” Thomas asked over his shoulder as he grabbed his supplies. Suddenly, he straightened and spun around. “Oh, shit! Please tell me you know what you’re doing.”
“Well…the guy at the hardware store told me what to do and made sure I had all the brushes and stuff. We’ll be fine.”
“Shit,” Thomas hung his head in defeat. “We’re going to die.”
“Oh, come on. Quit being dramatic and get painting.” Cade scowled.
“Okay, but when she goes atomic, rabid wolf on your ass, I’m laying all the blame at your feet.”
That thought had Cade hesitating for a moment before he shook his head.
No, this is a good idea, he thought, as he convinced himself to follow through with his plan.
Shaking it off, he turned to Stefan. “Take one of these pans and fill the end with paint and start rolling it on. I’ll work on this wall with another roller. The hardware guy said paint at angles, so we’ll do that.”
Stefan rolled a few random stripes on the wall before he pulled the roller away and stepped back to eye the paint. Frowning, he looked at Cade. “This looks really bright. Are you sure this is the right color? It looks – neon.”
“The sample was really pretty. Just keep painting and allow it to dry. It will look different than when it’s wet.”
Stefan eyed the wall again. “All right, if you’re sure.”
He was still looking at Cade’s wall as he walked backward toward his own. A squeak broke from his throat as he stepped on the slippery lid of the open paint can. Catching air, his feet flew from under him as he went down hard.
In his panic to stop his fall, he jerked the newspaper the open can was on. Like a teeter-totter, as Stefan went down, the can went up. The paint sailed in every direction. Nothing escaped the airborne, psychedelic pink destruction.
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