"I keep tellin' you, it's luck, pure 'n' simple." Gray was the sort who put his cards straight at the bottom of the deck again, once he'd won them. Endless, continuous deck, until he was holding all the cards. He and his grandfather could have played War for hours, talking about anything under the sun. Hunting season, history, guns, women.
He flipped over a card, letting the 3 of diamonds rest between them. She'd probably snap that one up, but he didn't mind. Draw the game out a little longer. Vannah played fast, but Gray and his grandfather had always been slow at it. Could make it last hours.
"But if you figure a way to cheat at War, you let me know."