She didn't really understand the game, the only card game she understood was War, but it was the one thing in life her brother really enjoyed other than football. Since that topic was now considered dangerous territory and would remain that way until further notice, Janna was more than happy to watch the tournaments with him. He got a kick out of asking her who she thought would win and watching her face screw up in concentration as she tried to remember the difference between a straight and a flush. She usually ended up being wrong, and Jack would laugh. Not that Janna minded. She'd do anything to keep Jack happy; in her head the better his mood the likelihood of him actually listening to his therapist was higher, and that meant he'd be back home sooner.