A Loving Thief
I used to travel to
Vegas every couple of months and about every other trip my wife
would accompany me. I
was playing blackjack at a casino on the strip and after engaging in
some small talk with the dealer, a young lady, she said she
remembered me from somewhere.
Eventually, she remembered me from some of the previous
sessions my wife and I had played at her table; she said she spied
my wife stealing chips from me.
I laughed and told her I knew my wife was sneaking chips from
me.
After one particularly
horrendous trip, my wife and I were driving home from the airport
and I was feeling really depressed over my losses.
My wife reached into her purse and handed me $1,100 dollars.
She said she had sneaked the money from me while I was
playing. It didn't make
up my losses, but it did take the sting out.
~Stoney 2008
