“We were asking Dad to take us to his next game,” Mason admits.
She advances a little, her eyes narrowing. “His next game is in New York, so none of you are going anywhere.”
“But Mum, you promised to let us fly with Dad if we’re on our best behavior,” Hudson argues, crossing his arms.
“Yes, I did,” She replies. “But none of you have even finished your book of the week.”
Veronica and Hudson immediately point fingers at Mason in perfect unison. “He hasn’t!” they say at the same time. “But we have!”
Mason, despite being the culprit, is fighting a grin and I can’t help but sigh.
I like to think Veronica is a lot like Katy—sharp, clever, and knows how to play the rules. Hudson… well, he’s more like me. But Mason… I have no idea. I wasn’t this troublesome as a kid, not at home, or in scho
