"Blackthornes and Creeds are like oil and water," Luke Creed told his brother Sam. "They just don't mix."
"If that were true, Mom wouldn't have married a Blackthorne after Dad died, would she?" Sam replied as he stuffed his mouth full of blueberry pancakes.
"I take it back," Luke said, pouring blueberry syrup over the newest batch of pancakes his sister-in-law had dropped onto his plate. "Oil and water don't mix, but at least they can coexist in the same space."
"Big brother is always right," Sam said. "I -- "
Luke waved his fork to cut off his older brother. "Blackthornes and Creeds are more like...