There was coffee and a selection of fruit juices to wash it down with, all in all, a very enjoyable breakfast. On the way back to our room we took a d...version outside to look at the snowfall; there was maybe fifteen centimetres of fresh snow, not a huge amount, but certainly enough to make driving difficult. If the day remained sunny, the show would probably melt by mid-afternoon; I wasn’t sure if more was predicted.“I guess we’ll be staying inside here, at least for today,” Lisa said. “I’m not. The words in the almost silent hall drawing the attention of those players who had already bowed out. One by one, drinks in hand they returned silently to their seats, leaching the feeling of elated adrenaline that coursed through Luke and his opponent.They could smell the blood. They were just waiting to find out whos.The old man pushed in his chips and they matched, the last card being turned.Luke’s eyes scanned back over the cards, working it all out in his mind. There was only one. "Daddy, this is Marie. Marie, this is my dad, he came in for a visit," and they nodded to each other, "Marie is a good friend of mine Daddy, we hang out together a lot," and he surveyed the young woman as she walked to the table and took a seat across from him. Maddie finished breakfast and they all three sat at the table and ate, making small talk, Jeff wishing she would leave so that he could enjoy Maddie's charms again. After they ate, Jeff said he would take care of the dishes and the two. “Why should he be any different?”“Because I don’t want that,” Eris answers.“That’s not up to you,” Cyra counters. “And that is a sign of weakness that you must never show.”“Not everything is weakness, Mother,” the redhead says, placing a hand on her mother’s shoulder.Cyra looks at her daughter’s hand and then her. “What are... ?”The knife comes from behind Eris’ back and slides right into Cyra’s belly. “Sometimes strength comes from forgiveness,” she whispers.Cyra gurgles an incoherent response.