she gave up on it and let her fear show . they nodded , and emptied their loot on the table . and i mean it because i 'm tired of him . while she 'd grown up in a loving household , he 'd fought with fists and knives and wits to keep his belly full . she should n't care whether they won or not , but as she hopped into the pool next to him , she felt her competitive urges rising to the surface . brother thomas was still on his knees praying his way into heaven . 