A Game Of Cards For A Wife

“I want you and Rosalee to join me at dinner tonight,” Paul, invited Bryan his best friend.

Scratching the left side of his head, Bryan confesses avoiding his friend's eye contact, “She broke up with me after a game of cards.”

“What, you played your hand as if your life depends on winning,” Paul asked, staring at him.

“What’s wrong with that?” Bryan throws back, turning his back to Paul.

Easing around to face him, staring into his eyes, “To a female, that means you are egotistic and a showoff. It was a game of fun,” Paul reminds. “Not a battle of egos.”

Turning to glare back at him, “I took her to five-love five times and each time she won that single important game that denied me victory,” Bryan explains.

“Did it occur to you that she might have let you win to test your reactions?” Paul wondered out loud. "To get to know the real you under pressure in a simple game of cards," Paul shoved in.

“That is sneaky and dangerous!” Escaped from Bryan’s thoughts, on the tip of anger.

“That means she is thinking with her brains and goes into things head first,” Paul informs, staring into his eyes. “And not ego first like most males.”

“And I am not thinking?” Bryan asked in anger, turning away.

“You are sure you want me to reroute back?” Paul demands following him to stare into his eyes.

“I still can’t believe I went to five and still lose,” Bryan held onto his loss like a predator holding onto its victim, then relinquishing eye contact.

“That also means she works damn good under pressure, is confident and doesn’t give up easily. She is strong, not intimidated by you, and will be there for you when you are down,” Paul enlightens with a smile, his eye pouring into his friend.

“You figured that out in a game of cards?” Bryan wondered, in knotted brows.

“Think,” Paul suggests pointing his right hand to his head. “When you think you are losing, you will play your best game.”

“Damn,” shot from Bryan’s thoughts.

“I bet because you were winning, you got comfortable. So, your ego told you, you got this. Handing the advantage to the competition,” Paul teased, snickering.

“I can’t believe I took her to five love five times, and she still beat me,” he complained.

“So, you think you should win all of the games you were playing?” Paul glared at him.

“That’s what she said,” Bryan recalls.

“And she suggests if you want to win all of the games, you should play alone?” Paul shares.

“Yeah!” Bryan exclaimed. “How did you know?”

“You lived your life as if you should win all of the time,” Paul reminds him.

“Some of us call it confidence,” Bryan alerts.

“Bryan,” Paul said, his right hand on Bryan’s shoulder, “It was a game of fun. You took the pleasure out of it and showed a beautiful, smart, strong, successful female the worst part of you.”

“You don’t understand,” Bryan explains. “What was I to do? I was winning.”

“Don’t relive your life in everything you do. Someone is always watching,” Paul advised walking away. Turning halfway, he encourages, “Ego and sex have been the destruction of men for centuries. Women are becoming smarter and stronger, and ego and sex will be a turn off to a strong independent female who knows herself and what she wants in life.”

Playing cards for fun will reveal different personalities than playing as if your life depends on winning.

The next time you play a game of cards with someone, read their actions, choices, decisions, and emotions. You will be shocked.

I play for fun.

Do you?

Thank you for reading this piece. I hope you enjoy it.