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Submitted to Contest #34
Emma peered across the table at her grandfather, her knuckles white as she gripped her property deeds. The withered old man smiled at her, but she knew it was a facade. Ever since her great-grandmother had passed, games like these had been frequent. Her family had opened her will and stacks of money and bartered them away in games of poker of blackjack. This had been the most heated game so far. Though she was only twenty years old, she had decided to try and get the money and ever since she had played her first game and earned her first wad...
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