Mia groaned at the environment. The house was so scattered that she had doubts that she would be able to make it back to the way it was before her mom came back. She turned to look at Simon, who had just put Scarlett in bed and had descended the stairs. "What do we do? There is no way my mom won't know that something happened. She is a smart woman."
"Trust me. I know." He glanced at Adolpha. "Please, a little help here?"
"I will start with sweeping and mopping." Cornelia went in search of the vacuum cleaner.
"And I will tell a lie about Mrs. O'Hara's table." Avery said.
Mia hissed. "That isn't even working."
"You know. Simon is so nice. If I were to be him, I would have let you do this work yourself because it was all your fault." Avery frowned. "Just so you know, I will still kill you."
