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Authors: Andrea Simonne
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appearance her whole life, she wanted to explore what’s beneath the surface. Her masks are all doubles. You lift the outer mask to see the one below. The true face.
There are ten of them now. One is still a work in progress, two are here in her studio, and the rest have all been sent to different galleries, both in Berlin and back in the States. She has an art agent who handles the business side of things.
Hopefully, she can sell the whole series. That along with her poker money should be enough to keep her in the black for a while.
Lindsay’s eyes flicker over to the bag of clay where part of her bankroll is currently hidden. She has hiding places all over her studio. It turns out Berlin is the poker capital of Germany. Who knew? She wasn’t planning on playing cards at all when she arrived here, and had obtained a temporary work visa which allowed her to take a job in a cafe the first few weeks, but then her money started running low.
She’d gone to Spielbank Europa mostly as an experiment. They had tournaments, and she played in a few before discovering she could make far more playing cash games. It would have taken her a month of waitressing to earn what she could in one good night of poker.
She thinks about Giovanni’s accusation, but she would never rip anybody off. Although she did feel bad taking Cockroach Breath’s money, despite the way he called her a whore and couldn’t keep his hands to himself. It was what he said about his wife. Love is everything . People seldom surprise her, but a sentiment like that coming from such an unlikely source did.
I must be going soft. Way too soft.
The fact is she beat him fair and square. She may not be as talented as her dad, but she plays a clean game. Straight up. Always.
I don’t need to cheat to win.
“What’s wrong?” Lindsay asks her sister, Natalie. It’s early evening and they’re Skyping with each other. She has her laptop set up on a chair near where she’s been working all day.
Natalie looks frustrated and tired. Her blonde hair is pulled back, though strands of it have come loose. She’s holding little Luca at her breast, nursing him. “I just found out Anthony is leaving for an observing run in Chile. He’ll be gone for two weeks.”
“When is this going to happen?”
“Not for a couple months, but he just came back from Keck a few weeks ago. How am I going to juggle work and a baby?”
“I wish I were there to help you. I never should have come here.”
“No, you need to live your life too. I’m glad you went to Berlin.” Luca’s little hand pats Natalie’s breast as he nurses, and Lindsay can’t help but smile. There’s an ache inside her, a hollow place she knows can never be filled.
Natalie is smiling at him too. She strokes his dark hair. “I wish I could keep bringing him to work with me, but I can’t have a baby around hot ovens.”
“What about daycare?”
“I looked into it. There’s no daycare that keeps baker’s hours.”
Lindsay’s not surprised. “Well, I can help when I get back.”
“I know, but I don’t expect you to do it every day. That’s too much. Plus, I know you’re starting classes.”
She’s been glad for the opportunity to come to Berlin, but a part of her feels guilty she left Natalie right after Luca was born. “What does Anthony say?”
“He thinks we should hire a nanny.”
“A nanny!”
“I know.” Natalie laughs. “Can you believe it? I guess he and his brother had them growing up.”
“Can you guys afford a nanny?”
She shrugs. “I think so. At least part time. Obviously, I have the income from the bakery, and Anthony does okay now that he’s made tenure.”
“Are you seriously considering this?”
“I am. I’ve already gotten the names of some agencies.”
“Listen to me.” Lindsay sits up straighter. “I’ll be home in a couple weeks. Please don’t hire anyone until I get back and can help pick them out.”
“Why?” Natalie appears mystified.
There are ten of them now. One is still a work in progress, two are here in her studio, and the rest have all been sent to different galleries, both in Berlin and back in the States. She has an art agent who handles the business side of things.
Hopefully, she can sell the whole series. That along with her poker money should be enough to keep her in the black for a while.
Lindsay’s eyes flicker over to the bag of clay where part of her bankroll is currently hidden. She has hiding places all over her studio. It turns out Berlin is the poker capital of Germany. Who knew? She wasn’t planning on playing cards at all when she arrived here, and had obtained a temporary work visa which allowed her to take a job in a cafe the first few weeks, but then her money started running low.
She’d gone to Spielbank Europa mostly as an experiment. They had tournaments, and she played in a few before discovering she could make far more playing cash games. It would have taken her a month of waitressing to earn what she could in one good night of poker.
She thinks about Giovanni’s accusation, but she would never rip anybody off. Although she did feel bad taking Cockroach Breath’s money, despite the way he called her a whore and couldn’t keep his hands to himself. It was what he said about his wife. Love is everything . People seldom surprise her, but a sentiment like that coming from such an unlikely source did.
I must be going soft. Way too soft.
The fact is she beat him fair and square. She may not be as talented as her dad, but she plays a clean game. Straight up. Always.
I don’t need to cheat to win.
“What’s wrong?” Lindsay asks her sister, Natalie. It’s early evening and they’re Skyping with each other. She has her laptop set up on a chair near where she’s been working all day.
Natalie looks frustrated and tired. Her blonde hair is pulled back, though strands of it have come loose. She’s holding little Luca at her breast, nursing him. “I just found out Anthony is leaving for an observing run in Chile. He’ll be gone for two weeks.”
“When is this going to happen?”
“Not for a couple months, but he just came back from Keck a few weeks ago. How am I going to juggle work and a baby?”
“I wish I were there to help you. I never should have come here.”
“No, you need to live your life too. I’m glad you went to Berlin.” Luca’s little hand pats Natalie’s breast as he nurses, and Lindsay can’t help but smile. There’s an ache inside her, a hollow place she knows can never be filled.
Natalie is smiling at him too. She strokes his dark hair. “I wish I could keep bringing him to work with me, but I can’t have a baby around hot ovens.”
“What about daycare?”
“I looked into it. There’s no daycare that keeps baker’s hours.”
Lindsay’s not surprised. “Well, I can help when I get back.”
“I know, but I don’t expect you to do it every day. That’s too much. Plus, I know you’re starting classes.”
She’s been glad for the opportunity to come to Berlin, but a part of her feels guilty she left Natalie right after Luca was born. “What does Anthony say?”
“He thinks we should hire a nanny.”
“A nanny!”
“I know.” Natalie laughs. “Can you believe it? I guess he and his brother had them growing up.”
“Can you guys afford a nanny?”
She shrugs. “I think so. At least part time. Obviously, I have the income from the bakery, and Anthony does okay now that he’s made tenure.”
“Are you seriously considering this?”
“I am. I’ve already gotten the names of some agencies.”
“Listen to me.” Lindsay sits up straighter. “I’ll be home in a couple weeks. Please don’t hire anyone until I get back and can help pick them out.”
“Why?” Natalie appears mystified.
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