She looked at the mess in front of her and wondered what her Dad would say this time. To be fair, he had been very understanding in the past. He had waited patiently for her to finish her explanation, nodding his head once in a while to show that he was listening, and then explained the flaw in her logic before sentencing her to one week of chores.
It had been seven months since she had come into her powers. Every time she pushed the limits, it gave in another inch. Dad was too practical to consider the implications. Not for the first time, she wished Mom was there with her. She had been the magical one of the two.