Melinda got up from the computer and rolled her head from side to side. She had a wicked kink in her neck. She was stiff from sitting in one position too long.
The shrill hum of a saw caught her attention. She wandered to the back window and looked out. Walking barefoot out of her office, she stepped into flip-flops and scuffed her way to the back door, pausing to grab a glass of water on her way. Stopping in her tracks, she was dismayed to discover her backyard looked like a bomb had gone off. Short pieces of wood were in one pile and what looked to Melinda like a huge puzzle was arranged on the ground.
Thump. Pause. Thump.
Melinda gingerly stepped around pieces of lumber. “Adam.”
He didn’t look up.
“Adam!”
Thump. Another short piece of wood was tossed into a pile.
She waved her ar
