Theo had meant this particular storm, not the storms in general ... though maybe that was what Milo meant as well. With a grimace, Theo said, "I hope we get a bit of a break. I don't want to live in this store all season."
The sunshine would be nice, though. And speaking of nice, Theo appreciated that the kid was still in it. Oh, his attempt to bluff was absolutely terrible -- almost hilariously so -- but it meant a bigger pot for whoever actually won, so Theo didn't mind at all. If he was lucky, he might just earn some of his own beads back -- but Lady Luck was fickle, as Theo knew all too well.
Theo laid out his hand, three sixes and jack high. "How's that?"
can't say good morning without lying twice
