Chapter 15: Emma

"Where you going?" he called out after I had spent one dollar and won absolutely nothing. Which was more than could be said for him. He seemed to win every sin-gle time he put money in the machine, which wasn't of-ten. I had even made us switch machines at one point because I was sure that his one was the winning one whereas I was on the losing machine.

He pointed out that there was no such thing, and the slot machine was all about luck. Something that I ob-viously didn't possess.

"You're not upset because you haven't won any-thing are you?"

I shook my head as he held onto my hand. I thought maybe he would pull me in for a kiss like he had done before at the wheel. Instead, he let go of me and turned his attention to the slots. I was more upset about the kiss that he had promised if he won.

Was he toying with me?