The tub tipped.

A huge wave of clean, heavy copper spilled across the braided living room rug.

Twelve thousand shiny coins went sliding over the floor in a rushing flood, scattering under the couch skirts, bouncing off the wooden baseboards, and wedging deep into the metal heat grate in the floor.

Lily yanked her feet up onto the couch cushion and hugged her knees.

Noah froze, his hands hanging in the air over the empty blue plastic tub.