I took the folded currency from my pocket and held it up, showing it to him. Rooster said, “By God! Look at it! How much have you got there? If I had your hand I would throw mine in.” “You did not believe I would come back, did you?” “Well, I didn’t know. You are a hard one to figure.” “Are you still game?” “Game? I was born game, sis, and hope to die in that condition.”
