I won first place in my community college’s first annual fiction contest. That was…12 years ago, roughly. This story is an example of me attempting to write in a different style / voice from my usual. This is more akin to the English authors at the turn of the century than what you see in my current books. Also, I lost the original doc long ago.
The Gamble:
A man thinks he can outsmart death and all its friends. What fate do the cards have in store, though?
