On the fifth day since the revelation, we had a family dinner. It was a Sunday. Agatha had spent the day cooking, leaving Kat and me to play cards in ...he living room while she worked. I drank beer and Agatha, chatting merrily with us through the kitchen window, drank wine. Kat's glass stood on the coffee table untouched.Aloud, we talked about sports and the coming harvest, Kat's horses, and the races. Alone, Kat and I had other things to discuss.We need to talk about this, Kat seemed to say,. “Why not come in for a bit and see if we like the same kind of wine?” she asked invitingly. Steve had no plans for the evening and he found this woman rather intriguing to say the least. He nodded as she opened her door and they went inside. The interior of the suite was surprisingly elaborate for such an old hotel. The living area was spacious and open to the dining area. The rooms seemed to flow from one to the other. “Have a seat and I’ll bring you some samples of what I have,” Vera said. . I must have given her a funny look when she set it down. "I have a dozen," she explained, "what's left over just gets thrown in the trash." Then as an aside, "so if you want more, just ask. Ok?"I looked up and smiled; nodding my head I'd started to dig into my meal and my mouth was full. She just chuckled quietly.After enjoying my meal, and let me tell you, first class meals were actually enjoyable in those days. I looked around and noticed that she was sitting on the floor just outside the. They took the meager toys the Confederacy provided, compared to what they COULD provide, and went out to play without really understanding what these tools could actually do. Physics rules the universe, not traditions, and certainly not bureaucratic policies and procedures.Commander Wilcox had said ‘knowledge is power,’ something I’d heard before but never really paid much attention to. Now I had an idea of what that really meant, at least as far as our conflict with the Sa’arm.That bank shot.