Chapter 14 Summary
There are sounds everywhere around him, and Keith works hard to hear each of them. The sound of chips being played and stacked and counted, like a cacophony of insect friction. He has to break his own habit of not listening so he can hear. The clink of chips, the “toss and scatter,” dealers and players, a persistent ringing that no one else hears.
Here, at the poker table, he fits in like nowhere else. In his off hours he chats with the dealers and almost becomes one of them. Sometimes, in the middle of a game, he gets the urge to walk out of the room and get on a plane, pull down the shade, and fall asleep. By the time a fresh deck of cards appears, however, he is again ready to play.
There is no...
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