Jack tried not to break out sweating as he looked again at the matched aces in his hand. Another ace and a pair of deuces in the turn cards gave him the best hand he had ever held. For seven years, he had been losing money at the weekly poker game. Although he never lost more than he could afford to lose, those losses added up. Most of those losses went to his nemesis, Derek. All of the other players had folded one by one...
Roulette tables, black jack and 21 Chips, coins and cash Sequined and feathered girls Cigars and cigarettes I don’t usually gamble But I’m feeling lucky tonight Row after row of slot machines Velvet covered tables covered in cards I could bet a lot or throw around some coins Or try a bit of both He notices me amid the sea of sparkles and jingles His eyes fixed on me like a bet to be won Flashing him a smirk, I turn to one...
"Ugh. Are we there yet?" Vicky moaned. She and her husband George were half way through their seven and a half hour flight from San Francisco to Aruba for a very overdue vacation. George was a lawyer and Vicky was his legal secretary. He had decided a while ago to eschew the ordinary path to a successful career as an attorney and had instead hung out his own shingle. With his wife at his side, he had built a successfu...
