IAN FINISHED SETTING up the dozen cola cans just a few yards away. As he sat the last one down the sun glinted off the aluminum, causing Paige to squint against the sudden flash. He walked back over to her and she had to blink several times before the black spot vanished from her vision.
She knew Ian would be leaving her soon. It had been a week since he'd gone to the site, though he called every day to check on the progress. He said he stayed home so he could spend more time with her watching her paint. Paige knew it to be true, but she also knew he was getting weaker. A normal day at home sapped his energy, and if they went for a swim or even played a rough game of tackle-and-tickle he needed a nap before he regained some of his vigor.
His strides were long and purposeful as he walked
