Turning the Tables
The night I brought my boyfriend home to meet my parents, my dad insisted on playing cards with some relatives.
When he came back, he collapsed to his knees in front of me, crying. Not only had he lost half a million dollars, but he had even gambled away my boyfriend to my cousin.
He slapped himself and begged me for forgiveness.
However, instead of yelling at him, I helped him to his feet. Then, I took out the savings I’d set aside for my future wedding and the deed to my house.
“Let’s gamble one more time.”