Imagine if you will two women driving down the Florida highway. My friend Shirley and I had spent a few leisurely hours spinning the reels at WindCreek before buying a few chances on the Mega Millions at “The Goose” and taking backroads home. We had also went through the Arby’s drivethru and taken advantage of their four for ten dollar roast beef deal and everything was going along exceedingly well, until it wasn’t. Initially we thought it was the road surface. We were traveling smoothly along – enjoying our sandwiches – and then we were bouncing raggedly. It didn’t seem...

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