Chapter 38 38: Castiel

I guess that Elvis Presley was right after all. She might walk like an angel, talk like an angel, but Charmeine was the Devil in disguise. In another words, my Mother was furious at my Father, and it was hilarious. What would people think if they saw the Devil Himself get scolded by His wife? Apparently that table was custom made, and incredibly expensive too, so seeing it burnt down to ashes didn't particularly please my Mother. "Char calm down please!" Father begged. "Tell me to shut up again Lucifer, I dare you!" Mother replied with steam coming out of her ears. "Honey I'll buy you 7 more of those tables but please stop shouting." 7 really? What an odd number, even though I know why he chose to say it. How could he just mention it so casually in a conversation with his other half? Lucifer Morningstar is one of a kind. A thud stopped my train of thoughts. Apparently Mother got enough o