Scars Of A Broken Bond

Another began to flatter Sabrina. “It’s been ages, Sabrina. You’ve become even more stunning.”

Rolf proposed, “Shall we play poker? It’s been a while since we last played.”

ALL eyes were on Tyrone.

“Sure.” Tyrone rose to his feet, grinning.

The room was outfitted with various forms of amusement. Everyone made their way to the table.

Eddie, with an excuse, declined the invitation to play. Finally, the four people, Tyrone, Rolf, Tyson, and another man, were seated at the table.

The others clustered around a different table, while a pair moved their chairs to spectate.

for

her gratitude and settled into the

inquired, “Are

but I’m not certain if the rules are the

had once taught her how

simple life. He worked in the city during his youth and later returned to the farm as he grew older. Throughout the

the cold winter months, when people preferred to stay indoors,

just a little girl, she would drag a tiny stool over and perch behind her grandfather, her eyes glued to the flurry of cards. Gradually, she picked up

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Tyrone’s