WNP:
A woman stops in Las Vegas and has the luckiest time in her life...



The drive through the desert was grueling, especially when you drive alone.  It's lonely at night, and black as velevet, out there and alone, it can be downright spooky.  "Only a few more miles to go,  the same old story after five years",  thought Rain, "then the first leg of my jorney back home to Indiana will be over.  She thought that moving to Los Angeles would change her life, but it turned out to be, the same story, different location."  Just like a Twightlight story...her luck was about to cange.

Moving back to Indiana, midwesterners with their small minds had always irritated her.  She would tolerate whatever came her way.  She had a new attitude about living, and besides, she was moving back to help her mother, now widowed and ill.  "But first, I'm stopping in Vegas.  Lord, you gotta hear me on this.  I've lived way too long with out a break, no good luck ever coming my way..."  She spied the bright ligts of the strip and headed straight for the bright lights of nearest time Casino.  Pulling in the lot, she was caught up in the fanfare, blinding  lights and blaring music. 

Onced inside, she watched for a moment before deciding on a slot machine to play.  She wanted one that was hot, one that would pay off, didn't matter how much, she just for once in her life needed to feel lucky.
She spied an older lady leaving a machine and asked, "Are you finished with that machine."
"Yes replied the blue-haired woman. better luck to you...that machine's tapped out.  She wore black framed glasses like Truman Capote, and a smock with pockets to hold her winnings.  They were empty, just like the look on her face.

Rain sat before the slot promising big wins.  "Come on, come on," she said as the colorful fruit stopped in place, wating for a match.  "Darn it, almost got it she said.  Once again she pulled the lever of the one-armed bandit.  She watched with baited breath.  Suddely lights, and bells and whistles could be heard all of the floor.  "It's my slot, it's me, I'm a winner.  Like a kid she jumped from the stool and jumped around like a Jack rabbit.  She did efverything but cheer, like in her high school days on the cheering squad. 

That night would prove to be the luckiest night of her life, she won more than five thousand dollars.  After leaving the casino, she walked into a car show where the shiny cars, ballons, and glittering lights called to her.  She was feeling pretty heady by this time.  A salesman, acting like a carnival huckster, tempted her to try the wheel.  "Step right up little lady," he said in his best carny voice, all he needed was a straw hat, red striped shirt and cane and he would have fit the bill.  She smiled at him broadly, "Ok, "  she said, "I'll give it a spin.  She stepped to the wheel, similar to the one on Wheel of Fortune, she gave it all the muscle she had, round and round it went, clackity, clack, clack...She held her breath, passersby stopped in their tracks.  The wheel ceased movement, with her hands over her mouth, she couldn't believe her luck.

The carny huckster announced to the entire showroom.  "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner.  Yes, we have a winner of the new 2013 Chevy Cruise."  She heard from someone standing near her that she is a lucky girl.  She thought to herself, "friend that is an understatement.  I'm "the" luckiest girl!