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21 October 2008 @ 10:22 pm
FIC: Poker Night (Gen, PG)  
Title: Poker Night
Characters: Henry & Angie Spivey, Tom and Mary Grady
Rating: PG
Word Count: 277
Disclaimer: The characters mentioned here were created by Jason Smilovic
Summary: It's Saturday poker night at the Grady's
A/N: Cross-posted to 100_women for the prompt Friends


“I’ll take two,” said Mary.

“Three for me,” added Tom.

“This hand is non-salvageable,” groaned Henry, tossing his cards down in disgust.

“Dealer takes one,” said Angie, drawing a card off the top of the deck for herself.

Poker was a Saturday night tradition between the two couples that had started the weekend that Angie had introduced Mary to Tom. She’d thought they’d make a good match and her instincts had proven correct.

Over the years, the four of them had drawn close. Mary and Angie commiserated over their frequently absent husbands, and those Saturdays when the boys were out of town on some job or other, the girls would spend the evening acting like teenagers – gossiping and giving each other facial treatments and manicures.

Sometimes when it was just her and Mary, Angie wondered if they were being naïve about the business trips that their husbands took. She’d often want to bring it up to her friend, but she also felt that she didn’t want to make something out of nothing. There was no point arousing suspicion if there was no hint of wrongdoing.

Tom folded his hand. “Can I get anybody anything?” he asked, getting up from the table.

“I’ll take a beer,” said Henry.

“You can help,” directed Angie. “We’re still playing. Call and raise and I’ll have a Coke.”

“It’s okay, I got it, Angie. My good deed for the day.”

“Great, now you make me seem like an ass,” groused Henry. “You’re such a Boy Scout.”

Angie watched as Henry got up from the table, curious for a moment at the tension in the air, and then turned back to the game.
 
 
 
cmk418: my own worst enemycmk418 on October 22nd, 2008 06:12 am (UTC)
Thanks. Amazing what such an innocent comment can bring up, isn't it?