A Dramatic End to the Xmas Card Battle

In a dramatic turn of events, Clovis, my 80 year old coworker, freaked out about the "unsightly" Christmas cards still hanging on the wall. He insisted that it was ridiculous and they must be taken down. So an impartial party took an over-sized dust pan and used it as a giant fan to blast wind at the wall of cards. One by one they gave up the ghost and dropped to the floor until the only cards left were mine and Aurelia's. Those two cards weren't budging and Eric's arms got tired. I was just about to announce a draw between Aurelia and myself when Jennifer, bitter from her loss, strolled up and RIPPED my card from the wall. Aurelia wins.