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just… amazed.
    Never the less, Jason still shouldn’t had done it and he’s still in big trouble.
    “Jason,” He turned to him. “I want the power cord to your computer and all your video games now!”
    Jason’s mouth f ell open.
    “But…”
    “I’m not finished.” Adam held up a hand to silence him. “When you get home today you are to scrub every red speck off that bathroom.” He pointed to the door for emphasis.
    Jason’s head dropped in defeat. “Yes sir.” His voice barely audible.
    “Mr. Fates.” Destiny’s voice pulled his attention back to her. “There’s no need to ground him.” She took a step closer to him. “Make him clean his mess, yes. But you don’t have to take his things away. He’s just playing a game.” A devious glint flashed in her green eyes as she closed in on him and whispered. “A game I play very well.” When she winked two things happened. His heart skipped a beat and he read her message very clearly. Jason wasn’t getting away with this.
    He lifted his chin and said, “I see.” And he was very curious what she had in mind but he would wait till later to find out.
    “Jason,” He turned back to his son. “Thank Ms. Reece for getting you out of this. But,” He raised a finger. “ you will clean this bathroom when you get home. Understood?”
    “Yes sir.” He perked back up. “Thank you Ms. Reece.”
    She gave him a soft nod but by the look in her eyes she was going to make Jason regret his prank.

Chapter 9
     
    Breakfast wasn’t as eventful as she thought it was going to be. Mr. Fates focused on a newspaper, Jason scowled probably because when he came to the table his equipment bag was waiting for him (it quickly met the floor again), and Ali tapped away on her phone. The only conversation Destiny had was with the 6 year old angel about how excited she was to go to school. Apparently it was her week to lead the line and she was thrilled.
    One thing was very clear in the time she’d spent with the entire family at breakfast: They made absolutely no effort to communicate. An issue that Destiny was determined to fix. She just wasn’t sure how yet.
    After everyone was gone Destiny called Kenna and told her that she had an emergency situation that required every form of body and face cleanser she could scrape up. Kenna told her she’d be there within the hour.
    After hanging up with Kenna she decided to call her brother. He probably needed a good laugh and was sure to get it when she told him about her little incident this morning.
    “What do you mean he dyed you?” Ry asked as she slid onto one of the wooden barstools and wrapped her free hand around her cup of coffee.
    “He put powdered drink mix in my shower head and mixed it with my shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I’m streaked red from head to toe.”
    “ Ohmygod!” Ryan erupted into laughter. “That was genius.”
    “Yes it was.” Destiny had to give credit where credit was due.
    “Are you going to retaliate?” Her brother asked on a pant.
    “Of course.” Destiny took a sip of her coffee. “I’m just not sure how yet. Got any ideas?”
    “Well,” He paused for a moment, rolling thoughts around in his head. “You could do rubber snakes in the bed or spiders from the ceiling or perhaps bucket of water over his door…”
    “Na.” Destiny shook her head. “Those are all lame. I need something good.”
    “You could get some drywall and paint and seal his room up.” He suggested. “I’ve always wanted to do that.”
    Good idea but… “Too much work and time. Plus, I don’t want to damage my boss’s house.”
    “Ok… Well… W hat about exploding cake?”
    She perked up, her curiosity sparked. “What’s that?”
    “You take a balloon and set it in something to make it take the form of a cake. Then you spread icing all over it. You tape a small needle to a knife and when someone cuts into it BOOM, icing everywhere. I heard it was pretty cool.”
    “Oh, now that sounds