By David Sydney
Al, Archie, Frank, and Mel studied their respective cards.
“I’m having a senior moment.” It happens. Archie didn’t need to apologize. “Sorry. But does two pairs beat a straight?”
“Why do you ask?” Al was dealing.
“Because I’ve got aces over eights.”
“That’s not bad,” said Frank.
“Then, I’ll raise two antidepressants.” Archie wasn’t fooling.
“I’ll see that,” said Frank. “And raise you a trazodone.”
They were beyond money. It was strictly for medications.
Mel smiled at her hand. “I’ll see you. And raise two Viagras.”
The men realized this was Mel’s game and she had won long before it started.
OK, I loved this story! Told well and very funny! In our world today, we need more laughter, even if it is a tad sad.
Thanks for this, gave me a good laugh. (And maybe an idea of my own for the guys…)
Haha this was pure joy to read. Great flow and development for a short story!