Neighbours - Chapter 22
To the winner go the spoilsIt was hard to think at first. How could one be expected to keep track of anything under the impatient gaze of six men who looked at you like a pack of wolves looking at a stray rabbit? I focused just on the table and just on the piles of chips. The short stacks were easy to eliminate, so after a first glance around, I could tell there were only three contenders. I counted and re-counted, until there was a clear winner in...