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A Short Story by Kevin Lam (2007)

December 31 2011 ,
by Matthew J-B

The slow brushing of the velvet made my skin crawl and a sharp shiver was sent down my spine as he pushed all his perfectly stacked chips to the middle of the table.

“Call.” You could hear every consonant clearly as Nathan confidently uttered the phrase I least wanted to hear at that point.

I looked up at his perfectly still chestnut eyes and they were glistening with confidence; lord only knows what he saw in his position as he stared right back at mine.

He had me.

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