Book3:WereMyDreamIs

nowhowtogamble?”askedSalinaissurprise.

    “Ofcourse.IusedtofrequentinnumerablegamblinghallsandosbigandsmallwithRichardandJamaz.MystaturewastoosmalltogambleoablesbutIwatchedthetwodownontheirluckguyslosetheirshirts.Theyreallywerepitifunddoomedtobepoor.Ifitwereme,Iwouldhavewonthewholegamblinghalloverandmaketheownerpayme”saidEmmanuelboastfully.

    “Alright,let’sgothen”saidSalinaalreadywalkingaway.“Whatareyouwaitingfor?”Sayingso,thetwoofthemwalkedintothenight.Thenightwasstillyoung.

    Sometimetheday,Mr.Fingerslowlywokeup.Hewasstillgroggyandhadaspittingheadache.Theyhaddrunktoomuchthenightbefore,resultinginthismotherofallhangovers.Heopenedhisdrowsyeyesandfoundhimselfinaporbowlfullofdarkbrownl