Down to the Wire

Once we were playing pinochle at the table in Jack's and Jo's little kitchen on Deering Street. We got down to the final play...depending on the card I laid down, we won or lost. Jack sat at my side...he did his wow-wow laugh, like girl, you know you are not smart enough to pick the right card, which card are you going to pick, nope, not that one, you are going to pick the wrong card, no guts no blue chips. I laid down my card. Blue Chips. We won. Ladies and Gentlemen, that night I rocked!