Priscilla's pov

I sighed for the umpteenth time after Brent's call. I wished I'd gone with the kids, that way it'll be easier for me to be in charge of their activities but now that Brent was in charge, he might get really soft and let them out of their routine. It's still early in the morning and I made a resolution to rest until I was fully recuperated.

Before I released the kids to Brent, a part of me knew he was going to let them do something out of schedule so I'd braced my mind, ...