“Draw two!” My brother exclaimed as he slapped the card down on the pile. I smiled behind the two cards I held in front of my face. “Not today punk!” I said as I slapped my draw to card down on the pile “Draw Four!”
“You should learn to respect your elders.” Uncle Carl slipped his card on the pile, “Draw Six.”
“Oh snap. Somebody’s going to draw but it isn’t going to be me!” My little sister Ann ta...