Deep in his heart he knew that this piece would never make it to its final installation; it wasn't right. He'd already cut too deep in one spot, not checking the template as often as he should have. And he knew that she could freehand it better than he was doing; she had the advantage of years or decades of practice under her belt. He could have called the whole thing off when he'd made a mistake, and maybe he should have. At this point, they were just wasting wood and time.