Chapter 180: Roll the Dice

What the hell am I doing? This is not like me. Why in the world did I allow them to talk me into this? I don't even like gambling. This is stupid.

The internal lecture continued as she slid into the passenger seat of Morgan's truck. She took a deep breath, frustrated at herself, but doing nothing to change it. She hated casinos. She saw them as taking from the community rather than giving back to it. People would sacrifice their hard-earned cash, sometimes depriving their families of necessities, just on the minuscule chance that they would strike it big. Rarely did anyone ever strike it big. This is stupid, she repeated.

The evening, however, had been perfect. She even had to admit the pride she felt in conquering her avoidance of the back patio area and even in her interaction with Dustin. She would never be able to repay Morgan for the way he had put her at ease and assisted her in overcoming her fears. Staring out the passenger window as Morgan drove, her annoyance at being dragged