writing doodle - the game

"You don't really understand how to play cards," Grandma said.

"Sure I do," Betsy said.

"Ah, you might understand the rules of the game, but you don't really understand how to play cards."

"What are you talking about."

"The joy of shuffling the cards.  Trying to remember which card it was that got bent in the corner.  You don't even know how to read the face of your opponent."

"I'm only eight, Grandma. Besides, when I play on the computer, none of the cards get bent."

"Exactly my point."  Grandma smiled at her opponent, the erstwhile cardshark.  "I don't have any nines.  Go fish."