"Monica?"
"Yes, Pop?"
"Your father and I are planning to spend the weekend at the resort. Would you and Goby keep an eye on your siblings?"
"Pop! I might have plans for the weekend." I noticed the word 'might'. So she probably doesn't have any yet. Perhaps a little cash?
"It's worth 100 simoleons."
"To share with Goby?" Monica did not sound very impressed with that idea.
I had thought 100 wasn't a bad offer for both of them. Well, it is a whole weekend. I suppose I can up the amount. "100 simoleons each, but you better do a good job of it. Both of you," I told Monica.
"Okay Pop. I'll do it." I smiled. Nothing like cash to motive a teen.
Having settled what to do with the kids for the weekend, Jericho and I threw a few things in a bag and headed for the resort. It wasn't long before we arrived. The new house really is quite close to it.