On arrival home I am both astounded and appalled at the sight I am met with. I step over Geordie and Danny who are playing cards on the veranda steps, and stare at Al cutting out m*******a plants which Mi is painting in bright green and sticking to his canvas. I cannot see the table for them.
“I thought more of you, Al. So much for taking Mi’s mind off his addiction.”
“Casey!” exclaims Mi and makes a grab for my wrist. Drags me directly over to their mess. “You’re exactly what I need. Before I can protest, splat, he has shoved my hand in a shallow bowl of paint.
Al clears un-stuck c******s leaves off the canvas.
Mi places my purple palm on a plain patch of canvas. Go No Bro, is the title of my art project. You gave me the idea.”
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