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Jun. 15th, 2005 10:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
milliways_sawyerHe sits outside by the lake, flipping an old battered fifty-cent piece.
Flip. Flip.
You don't see them much anymore. It's a good coin for flipping, though, which is why he's hung on to it for so long.
His mind keeps drifting back to the previous night, and the card game. And particularly to how easy it had been. Just a little time, a little chatter, and he walked away with the guy's money.
If he's honest with himself, that's why he'd stayed in the con game so long. He got into it out of necessity; he'd stayed in it because the money was... well, so easy. If you were good.
And Sawyer was damn good.
Flip.
A little time in New Orleans, a little chatter, and he could come back with enough to set himself and Claire up for a long, long time. Nobody'd come looking for him here. Easy money.
Problem is, would Claire stay with him if he did?
Flip.
What if she never knew? If he was lucky, he could be out and back without really raising any suspicion.
But, how would he explain where the money came from?
Flip.
He could lie. He was good at that. And, really, he'd be doing her a favor. She wouldn't have to be burdened with the knowledge of what he'd done, and they could live happily ever after with that kind of money, right?
But, what if...?
Flip.
He snatches the coin out of the air and slaps it on the back of his left hand. Heads.
He grunts quietly. "Reckon that settles it." Sawyer pockets the coin and walks back inside.
Flip. Flip.
You don't see them much anymore. It's a good coin for flipping, though, which is why he's hung on to it for so long.
His mind keeps drifting back to the previous night, and the card game. And particularly to how easy it had been. Just a little time, a little chatter, and he walked away with the guy's money.
If he's honest with himself, that's why he'd stayed in the con game so long. He got into it out of necessity; he'd stayed in it because the money was... well, so easy. If you were good.
And Sawyer was damn good.
Flip.
A little time in New Orleans, a little chatter, and he could come back with enough to set himself and Claire up for a long, long time. Nobody'd come looking for him here. Easy money.
Problem is, would Claire stay with him if he did?
Flip.
What if she never knew? If he was lucky, he could be out and back without really raising any suspicion.
But, how would he explain where the money came from?
Flip.
He could lie. He was good at that. And, really, he'd be doing her a favor. She wouldn't have to be burdened with the knowledge of what he'd done, and they could live happily ever after with that kind of money, right?
But, what if...?
Flip.
He snatches the coin out of the air and slaps it on the back of his left hand. Heads.
He grunts quietly. "Reckon that settles it." Sawyer pockets the coin and walks back inside.
