.. brown edges. The waiter was surly and actually demanded a tip.Nineteen aud EACH... 57 dollars and we couldn’t eat it. Complaints fell on deaf ear.... They knew we were leaving and wouldn’t be back. Concourse security laughed.“It is universally known that airport food sucks,” said the guard. “You should have eaten before you came or visited one of the food trucks.”“Where are the trucks?”“In the car park.”Our flight was called just then.“We don’t have time, we should have a meal onboard.”First. "Give me that!" Tracy said with vehemence, a wild look in her eye as she snatched the piece of plastic from Brad's hand and stomped off to her room."Ooookay then," said Brad, at first dismissive, but taking a second look down the hall in concern. He and his sister had never been especially close, but he still had an idea of how people functioned. Unrestrained anger usually meant that she was unsuccessfully dealing with something important.Usually he would just ignore his sister if she was being. And show they would…“What could you possibly need to think about?” My mother snapped angrily at me. “Your mother and sister are nothing but horny sex slaves and you need to think? About what? How you plan to use us as well? I knew you were a little rough, a mother always knows… But don’t tell me you’re just like him…”I was not like him… But her belief that I was angered me and I knew I had to play my role anyway until I learned the truth. “Maybe I am like him Vanessa”, I spat as my father’s. The two of them squared off, the Jackal snapping its jaws, its bulbous eyes fixed on him intently. The sharp quills that protruded from its head were standing erect, its rows of needle-like teeth bared in a snarl. These things looked small and frail at a distance, but their slim frames were packed with sinewy muscle, and they stood a head taller than the average Human when they weren’t crouching on their digitigrade legs.It had obviously been hoping that its initial ambush would finish him off,.