Flash Fiction : The Winning Ticket by Begin Again |
His caramel eyes were a welcome addition behind the counter. His fingers grazed mine. A current shot through me. I inhaled. "Here's the winning lottery ticket." He smiled. "Right! I never win." I frowned. "Maybe your luck will change." He winked. The next day, I returned with my losing ticket. "Told you I was wasting my time." He handed me two new tickets. Confused, I looked questioningly at him. "What's this?" "Dinner and dancing Saturday night. Want to take a chance?" His eyes twinkled. My heart skipped a beat. "I don't know." "Guaranteed winner." An elderly woman nudged me and laughed, "If you don't, I will." I giggled. "They're sold."
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