A Game of Poker – 365 Flash Fiction #51
“Where am I?” He looked around trying to see something. It was pitch black. He could hear some groans and creaks near him. He realized he was sitting in a chair. “Who are you?” Came a female voice from the front and before he could speak there was a loud cry followed by sobs that felt like they would go on for eternity. “Stop it; we … Continue reading A Game of Poker – 365 Flash Fiction #51