I’m taking a bit of a gamble, but that’s what you go to Vegas for, right?
He surprised me with the trip – I knew we were going away, of course, but I was expecting Eurostaring it to Paris, not a transatlantic flight.
We walked along the Strip last night. I was so overwhelmed by the spectacle that, when he asked me, I said alright.
So all my chips are on him. I’m hoping he’ll turn out to be the king of hearts. He might.
On my way to the Graceland chapel now. Having Elvis perform the ceremony is exciting, right?
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Great write, Sonya. Love how the story unravels 🙂
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Thanks, Annie 🙂
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Welcome! 🙂
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Some lovely gambling metaphors and I like how the story is constructed – you’re good at holding back the surprise, laying the foundations before finishing off with a cracking line. Lovely X
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Thanks, Lynn 🙂
I knew how I wanted this one to end. I find those stories are the easiest to write because I have a target I can work towards.
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I like how you wrote this piece, like the reader was experiencing it in real time but not.
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Fantastic piece, I love the innocence in her voice, it puts me on edge and makes me think there might be more to the story…
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Yep, I think there might be… Thanks, glad you liked it 🙂
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Whoops! In the long run only the casino wins – who forgot to tell her?
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Whoops indeed! Thanks for reading 🙂
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