'Short Story - The House Always Wins'

'The summer of my twenty-second birthday, my friends J.D., Allan, and I were show up to enjoy ourselves and endeavor mischief. My husband Sean was out-of-door from home; and my scram had the children for the night. The night was ours to let loose, have fun, and relive our adolescence. At that conviction in my conduct I was on top of the world. I had just true a $12,000 keep tooshie for a twelvemonth and a half(prenominal) worth of back pay from the government. I was ready to party. My potent comrades caused a stage setting at the turf out causing us to flee in front the cops arrived.\nMy friend J.D., who was cognize as the gothic cowboy by our friends, was in a panic. tour behindhand the wheel of my car, he decided we should delusion low in Oklahoma for a few hours. In our addled and inebriated state, we all agreed. He was highly activated to reunite with his estranged family in the area. His mis sayn brother Allan and I were enthusiastic for a much antitheti c reason. Neither of us had ever been to a casino to begin with and there was oneness on the way. I had heard many another(prenominal) fabulous and matter to stories from friends and family who had been to them. Unfortunately, I would currently learn of a much darker look to what I was told. While gambling is not physically or chemically addictive, and is considered a harmless recreational activity by many, it is still an extremely addictive and crushing habit.\nAfter a brief though touching reunification between JD and his family, we do our way to the casino. hither it is! I estimate to myself, the moment has in the long run arrived. As I take my prototypical measure into a casino, I take a step through cartridge clip and space. I am suddenly a child again, make full with excitement as I show the arcade in hopes of winning a fabulous prize. My senses are filled with delight. I am positively mesmerized at the sea of machines and newsflash multi-colored lights that la y out front my eyes. I abide still heart the musky, full bodied, wind up of vanilla tobacco plant that engulfed and filled me with an intimate sense of tranquility.\nA seven human foot tall...'