-Harper-
I laughed as the Muffins joked about Carter and his bad soccer skills. They had been trying to teach him to do a special kick all morning, but Carter couldn't do it every time. He looked hilarious while frustrated that little kids were able to beat him.
"You think this is so funny, don't you? Why don't you try to face them yourself? We'll see how your auntie handles the ball." Carter huffed, offended, which made me laugh even more.
"Oh, I'm great with the ball, Mr. Remington," I said with a provocative wink at Carter, "but I know my Muffins are more talented than me on the soccer field, so I don't even try to compete with them. This might end in a complete and irreversible failure." I added, looking at the slightly nervous Carter, who finally understood that the whole morning h
