Know
When to Fold ‘Em
by Jimmy
“So you’re saying…that it’s Dad and Son gambling day?”
“That’s right,” Mr. Brady tells Sam Hell. “I have to be dealer.
Bill is too young and…I don’t think you would be interested.”
Sam Hell raises his left eyebrow, knowing when someone is trying
to bait him. “If you want me to go with you to this…poker night. You will have
to ask.”
“You?” Mr. Brady appears appalled by the very idea, and grabs his
shirt theatrically. “I couldn’t possibly ask you to put yourself on the line.”
“Mr. Brady…” Sam begins but Mr. Brady tuts and interrupts him
patting his shoulder.
“Besides Gino and Logan will be there, classmates of yours and I
know that could get awkward for you. I don’t think those two chums are
friends.”
