When was the last time Polly had sat down at the nickel slots? God, it must've been the first week after losing Jean. She drove to a nearby casino and spent hours sitting in front of the nickel slots...
Standing outside in the hall, staring at the door he'd passed through a million times before, Boris couldn't help but feel...odd. Father Krickett stood right beside him, hand on his shoulder, grind on...
Boris had a horrible nightmare that night, one so bad that it woke him up and sent him to the kitchen for a glass of whiskey to calm his nerves. As he yanked the bottle out from the cabinet and poured...