The differences in temperament carried over into style. Tiny enjoyed the open, linear purity of checkers. Grandaddy favored games with hole cards, where your strength was in your secrets and you flew into the eye of chaos riding your ghost. Tiny started work at dawn. Grandaddy stirred at the crack of noon. Tiny didn’t mind doing the dishes. Grandaddy cooked – a skill forced upon him by Tiny’s adoption, and one which he came to strangely enjoy – but he only cooked dinner as that was the only meal he ate, breakfast skipped in sleep, lunch a cup of coffee and a shot of Ol’ Death Whisper. Tiny drank a little, usually just a swallow before bed to hold back the dreams; Grandaddy drank a lot, often a pint a day, to keep the dreams moving.
Fup
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