“Philip, don’t be mad,” Lukas says, fanning out his stack of fake money.
“I’m not mad.”
“He just thought he was getting better,” Gabe says, giving Lukas a look.
Lukas’s face falls.
“Gabe knows when to let me win,” Helen says, starting to gather up the pieces and put them in the box. “I always give him the eye and then I magically wind up being able to buy Boardwalk.”
Lukas puts his stack of money down and Helen sweeps it up like it was never even there. Philip is still leaning on his fist and Lukas feels like a fucking idiot. He reaches out, grabbing Philip’s hand over the game board. “Baby, you’re not mad I beat you at Monopoly right?”