Spinning the Color Wheel

I scrambled right up the counter legs to reach the paint-tinting station! Sitting flat on the grease-stained counter was a fan deck of glossy color swatch cards, bound tight with a shiny brass grommet. I dug my heels into the worn laminate and shoved the top card with both paws! *Fwip-fwip-fwip-clack!* The whole stack exploded into a giant, vibrant accordion fan right in front of me! Emerald greens, hot pinks, electric blues—all fanning out in a wide arc. I scrambled onto the fanned-out edges, tapping my feet across the glossy cards to hear that crisp papery flutter!