Chapter 136

The Sweet Magic

When Jacy joined them downstairs and about opening the door on the SUV to sit with Ken in the front, Ken rebuked her, “Impossible. It can’t happen. Sit at the back. My son sits with me in the front.”

Jacy paused, raised a brow, pouted her lips in disappointment, stared at Blueeyes who winked at her to let go and do his bidding.

The door on the back had slammed – she had hopped into the back of the car.

“Where do we do, son?” Ken asked calmly, gazing at Blueeyes.

“Um,” he wondered, tossing his head this way and that way, shutting his eyes briefly and finally said with a smile, “Let’s do Coney Island Beach.”

“Coney Island Beach?” Ken asked, squeezing his face at him.

“Yes, is there anything wrong with it?” Blueeyes asked, curving his tiny lips and anxiously blinking at Ken.

“That is Brooklyn.”

“Yes I know,” he replied, “Or is visiting Brooklyn going to change you to a dragon?” he asked hastily to know his mind.