Bloody Hell

At times like these, I wish my divine powers could have been something more useful. How would healing cuts and slashes in the skin help me in times where I needed to disappear? The power of teleportation would have been nice, or to trigger invisibility. You know, powers that could save my life where injuries were not involved. 

"Mama, I really did misspeak," I explained calmly, yet defensively. "I was just narrating the life experience of a friend. Haha." Alright, that 'Haha' at the end was extremely unnecessary.

Mama still wasn't buying it. Somehow.