Chapter 17“This isn’t exactly the most efficient use of my powers,” Troy grouched as he hovered at roof level, hand scooping out all manner of icky crap from the gutters.
“Quit bitching,” Beck told him from the ground. “I said I’d do it, but, oh, no, you promised you would.”
Troy huffed. “Yeah, yeah.”
“And you made that promise two weeks ago. You’re only doing it now because I threatened to get out the ladder and do it myself.”
Troy threw a handful of crud to the ground, making sure to only just miss Beck. “Yeah, yeah,” he repeated. “Next project on the house will be replacing these with gutters that don’t block up.”
“What’s the point in spending that kind of money when I have a willing and able tuohygan to unblock them for me?”
“So glad the guys can’t see me now,” Troy grumbled, win
