The Almost Perfect Bluff
Microfiction on Integrity
Ignore the cheat -integrity never happens at the wrong time. -Michelle Liew
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It was a vibrant poker table, one with high stakes. Eugene "The Boss" Lone shot everyone a smug look. "You trust me, right?"
Don, his face filled with wrinkled furrows, pushed his chips forward. "I trust no one. Especially one with The Boss as his middle name."
They flipped their final cards and Eugene had the better hand. Applause erupted.
Don sighed, shrugged, and stood. "Guess that's it."
Eugene grinned, reached for the chips, and then froze. Don's fingers twitched.
It showed. Clearly.
Eugene groaned and pushed the chips back. "Take it Don. You're pretty awful at lying."
Don smirked. "And you, kid, are a terrible cheat."
He flipped over a card -one that Eugene thought that he had added to the pile, unnoticed.
Silence. Then Don chuckled. "Look, kid, you almost got away with it. But you...you chose integrity at the worst possible time."
The dealer sighed. "So what am I here, your dealer or your therapist?"
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About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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