Before Starting On a Journey of Revenge, First Dig Two Graves*

Well, that was a stretch and the only sign of how close we got are the tail feathers in the palm of our collective hand.

Nevertheless, as an outcome between two elderly brothers, it would have taken care of the past acceptably and provided for the future elegantly.

Sure...it wasn't win/win but what is nowadays?... it did however sit way up in the North-East just below the Pareto Frontier...so that's gotta be good doesn't it?

I'd say it was tensioned between them just right...'yeah, I can live with that - just/yeah, I can too - just'

That was until the ghost of getting even walked into the room inciting the younger to settle unspoken scores from the bunkroom.

* Confuscius