#381929 - His name was Jack, we had grown up together and were pretty good friends throughout most of high school, but we had lost touch during our college years and the decade or so since until I had walked into the pub one day to find him working behind the bar. ” Jack said taking the joke, “You always liked poker, Jim” “Sounds like a plan” Rachael said “I’m free” “Me too” Jess chimed in “Hang on a minute,” I said, “You hate poker! Don’t get me wrong, Im definitely up for it but why would you hold a poker tournament here?” “Oh I do hate it” Jack said with a shrug “I think its all bullshit, but it’s a promotion with one of my suppliers, if I hold a tournament I get my stock for half price all next month, too good an offer to pass up, besides, I don’t have to play” “Well, count me in. So small, so insignificant and yet without it, well… I guess you can decide for yourself if Id be better off still sat on that sofa.