“Who’s that?” Cupid asked after collecting all his arrows, pointing towards the house.
Jayden turned his back on the pair and pressed his lips together, trying not to laugh out loud. Cupid, stumbling like that? Scratching himself with his own arrow?
“That’s a ghost,” Aphrodite said. “By the way, son, didn’t I tell you your arrows aren’t necessary?”
“She’s a ghost?” Cupid seemed shocked.
“This is your son, Aphrodite?” Jayden asked.
“Nothing.” It’s just that he’s too stupid to be a god, Jayden added in his mind.
“That’s what I’d been watching. How come you got here later than me?” Aphrodite asked.
“Never mind. Take a look.”