I have spent years chasing the tail of my darkness. Each day playing out like a game of cards. My life bouncing from table to table in a big tournament. Getting the big win, no one able to read my tells.
‘Til my bluff got called.
Now I play a smaller stakes game. A few other players at the table, a couple tough guys and the dealer. Going for the win, a shot at the big game.
But my bluff gets called. The dealer frowns, the toughs get up.
A pinch in the arm.