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The Island
“No! No! Be careful with that!” Andrea shrieked. “Do you know how much that cost? I’ll sue you for everything you’re worth if you drop that.”
The mover stared at her, as if she were insane. Clay just chuckled. Andrea was a little obsessive when it came to moving.
“Now, put it over there.” She flung her hand to the side and pointed at the wall. “And hang it neatly, please.”
The guy trudged into the room, and Clay followed him as Andrea flounced back out to harass the rest of the movers.
“Hey, man, sorry about that. She’s just really particular,” Clay said after the man had settled the artwork down on the floor, as if it were the most precious thing he’d ever held.
“No offense, but your wife is a little crazy,” the guy said.
Clay smiled and didn’t correct him. “That she
