“Good morning, Lilac, Jason.” Greeted the woman in the kitchen.

“Good morning Mrs Rue. The others will be down soon.” Lilac replied.

“Including that sister of yours? Or is she out on the streets again?” Mrs Rue asked.

The siblings winced.

Karla smirked as she dodged under the arm of her opponent.

“Your gonna have to do better than that!” She laughed.

“One of these days, you’ll meet your match.” The bookie promised her, eyes on the book in his hands. “Then we’ll be out of a lot of money.”

“You worry too much, James. I’ve not had an opponent come close yet.”

Blake sang softly as they watered the plants on their windowsill, ignoring the crowds they could see forming on the street below.

“Into the breach again, my friends.”

Brandan carefully wrapped his injury; he had cut himself on a broken glass. He tripped slightly on his rug on his way to the door, earning a sigh. His recent growth spurt was causing him more than a few problems.