Five cards in his hand.
A voice with that kind of drawl, like the ones from Nowhereville, you know, not so far away from where everything began... yeah, THAT voice.
"Roy! You been dealt your hand."
Will just looks at the backs of the cards. And says nothing.
Again, that voice..."It's time. You turn 'em over."
"One cycle, you understand?"
Will just nods and closes his eyes.
On the left cheek, Will feels the popping sting of the last hand, opens his eyes and looks again. And realizes just how much help they have all been. And smiles.
A voice with that kind of drawl, like the ones from Nowhereville, you know, not so far away from where everything began... yeah, THAT voice.
"Roy! You been dealt your hand."
Will just looks at the backs of the cards. And says nothing.
Again, that voice..."It's time. You turn 'em over."
"One cycle, you understand?"
Will just nods and closes his eyes.
On the left cheek, Will feels the popping sting of the last hand, opens his eyes and looks again. And realizes just how much help they have all been. And smiles.
