Divine Nectar

"What are cards?" Tybrus whispered harshly to his son, but Yren shrugged.

"I have seen people playing with them, but I don't understand what they are doing with them. Each memory that I see shows them playing different games. Hard to believe that there are so many different uses for scraps of paper with writing on them," Yren said as he and his father took two of the seats but were forced to stand back up.

"Get out of the way, or I will burn you with this old garbage furniture!" Mira growled, and both men jumped back as the table and chairs burst into flames.

"Hey! I had had that furniture for the last forty years when my dad used to sit with me!" Tybrus complained as the dining set became ashes.

"So then it is about time to get some new stuff, or in this case, my furniture," Mira said, pulling out her license.

"Where are your grandparents, Yren?" Ginny asked as she came over to him.