Page 90 of Family: Posy 4

"But it worked!"

"It's a miracle your heart didn't explode."

"What about you, Cole?" I asked.

"Hmm. Okay. One time, Jay dared me to jump from the roof at Dad's house into the pool and I did. Broke my leg in three places. Thank the Goddess I'd gotten Topaz a couple of weeks before and he healed me so I didn't even have a bruise, let alone need a cast."

"Unlike Wyatt, who had so many broken bones growing up, he should be glowing from all the x-rays," Jayden teased.

"What about you, then, my dragon?" I hurried to ask before Wyatt got grumpy, but I should have known better. They were nevernotgoing to tease each other to the brink of a fight.

"I invited this little blond-haired kid to join me and my cousin, Ash, in a game of kickball at recess when we were five," he snickered. "Haven't been able to ditch Wyatt since."

"Hey!"

This time, I wasn't fast enough. Wyatt slipped his hand out of mine, lunged over the seat, and smacked the side of Jayden's head.

"Aw, come on, Wyatt! That was funny," Ash giggled.

"The craziest thing Jay and Wyatt have ever done was to play tennis at midnight," Cole said.

"How is that crazy?" I asked as all my mates began to laugh.

"Well, it was so dark, we couldn't see the ball, so we soaked it in gasoline and lit it on fire," Wyatt explained.

"It got out of hand pretty quick," Jayden added with a chortle, "because our rackets caught on fire after a few hits."

"Oh, my goodness!" I covered my mouth with my hands. "And which of you caught yourself on fire?"

"How did you know?" Mason chuckled. "Wyatt, of course. Singed all the hair off his left forearm. Thankfully, Jay had the good sense to douse him with a bottle of water andnotthe can of gas."

"Yeah, that would have lit up the night!" Ash giggled.

"Well, I'm glad you both were all right." I glared at Wyatt. "Why do your stunts always end in an injury?"

"Just lucky that way, I guess." He shrugged with a smirk.

Shaking my head, I asked Ash for his answer.

"All right. Two years ago, Jay brought home these realistic, whole-head masks. His was a pigeon, mine was a horse, and Wyatt's was a rooster. We dressed up in our good suits, went into the human city, and stood on a corner in the shopping district with them on. Wyatt carried an old-fashioned cane umbrella, Jay had a cup of coffee, and I bought a newspaper. People had the weirdest reactions to us!"

He laughed so hard, he snorted, and that made the rest of us laugh, too. Jayden linked me to the memory, and I giggled like mad to see them lounging against a brick building with those silly masks on.

"Mason, you ask the next question," I said, wiping a tear from my eye as I hiccuped.

"Okay. What's your worst pet peeve?"

"What's that?"

"Something little that irritates or annoys you or makes you roll your eyes in frustration."

"Oh! Um, I guess doing the dishes." I thought about it for a second, then added, "Although I'll do them if Ihaveto. It's not a problem; I just don't like it."

"Same, cutie," Wyatt chimed in. "I also don't like slow drivers. Ash?"

"When one of you miscreants leaves clothes all over the closet. I mean, it's organized for a reason, my dudes! What about you, Jay?"

"Ah, I don't know if I should say it."

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