Cabin Fever II

Sometimes the brothers would finish the season early, they loved the mountain but the one thing they couldn’t stand was having nothing to keep them occupied. On such occasions they would take the narrow path down to town, the fast route only taking what they needed to live off of. They would stay until they remembered why they loved the mountains again, a week at the most, and then leave, and it never caused any trouble, except they liked to gamble. They were good at it, being smart and able, they were willing to take the occasional chance, and unlike everyone else they bet within their limits and usually broke even. If they won anything they were inclined to buy drinks for everyone, which helped to soothe some losers and aggravate others. The bottom line, they gambled because they enjoyed it and I guess when the younger brother hit that royal flush he could have said anything, or nothing at all, but he looked at the old man straight in the eye as he laid down his cards and said "Either this isn't your day, or it very much is mine," and according to Sally, who was on her way past their table with a few drinks, it was definitely his day. But Sally was always partial to the boys, secretly waiting for them to crawl back down off the mountain every year.