I look at him, "I would fail epicly at that job," I chuckle. Riley looks at Jace smiling. "You say a bad word!" She laughs and tries to repeat it- "It involves math and all that--" I cover her mouth and shake my head, "Don't say that."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I nod, "Hell yeah." I smile. Riley repeats it and I facepalm myself, "Rye you can't say bad words until your ten, New rule." I whisper. She looks at me confused. "When did you start saying stuff like that?" I swallow, "Oh Um when I was eleven." I lied.
Around eight...
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I chuckle and shake my head at her. Eleven my *ss. You were probably born swearing. I realize Logan's missing and stand, looking around for him. I find him dangling from the staircase banister. Suppressing a laugh, I shake my head and help him down, walking back to the couch. Indigo returns with the goodies and I head off to make breakfast.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile and watch Jace make breakfast and Riley taps me again. "When I'm ten?" I nod, "Yeah. Ten." I clarify. She giggles and I smile, picking her up and shifting her in my left arm as I grab Logans hand and lead him back to the couch.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I finish making breakfast and call everybody into the kitchen, not able to carry four plates out to the living room. Indigo shifts and I slip him a piece of bacon, throwing one to Zoey when she appears.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I only know that learning to believe in the power of my own words has been the most freeing experience of my life. It has brought me the most light. And isn't that what a poem is? A lantern glowing in the dark. — Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X