Wally shuffled the two cards under his desk again and piled them two-deep in front of Shari and me.
"You heard what Dr. King said," Wally reminded me. "She'll love you no less for being a PC. Now we'll play the game a little more realistically. Every time you guess the top card right, Tex, I'm going to give you a thousand dollars. No strings attached. When you miss, you give one back. But if you have none to give, you don't have to pay. You can't lose. Maybe you can win. All set?"
"One minute," I demanded. "Shari, is this a fair test?"
She shrugged. "Why not?"
"Is it gambling?"
She smiled faintly, her first sign of relaxation. "Hardly," she said.
"Then you don't mind if I win?"
She found a laugh this time. "You can try," she corrected me.
"This could be our nest egg," I said.
