[ WP ] '' Death extends his hand , smiling , “ Deal ? ” ''

We sat around the table, staring each other in the eyes. Death sat there, nervously waiting. I was trying to read the others, but there faces said nothing. There was a lot at stake, but a lot to gain. 
 
 
 Some were sweating, but why? What were they anticipating? Were they ready for what was about to happen? 
 
 
 But what if it went wrong for them? How would they explain their misfortune? 
 
 
 It was high stakes, and someone was going to crack. 
 
 
 Suddenly, Death looks to me. Death extends his hand, smiling, `` Deal?'' 
 
 
 `` Fine'' I replied, wishing I had more time to plan things out. I quickly shuffled and passed out the cards.
