Mister Gamble

The rose that grew from the cracks of concrete was in sight. Valued, beautified, growth, prosperity, and protection.

He has the knowledge of a gardener, able and willing to retrieve it from its closed, restricted place. Dug up, transplanted and growing where it can thrive and flourish.

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"Don't kill mih man, Enrique." I cried literal tears.

"Zae." He looked shocked at my face.

"Don't kill him, please. Him innocent." I pouted sadly.

"You're really crying, Zae?" He asked, using his other hand to wipe the tears from my cheeks. "Why?"

"Yaa kill off all a mih four man dem offa the board." I cried, pointing at two of his figures that are already at the party in the center of the board, while my two were outside the door just few steps closer.