It rains gold in the summer
Dominic Doe scratched another ticket blithely, letting the colorful powdery residue cover his worn-out black jeans from the waist down to his knees. The hopelessness of playing the lottery only sank in after none of the scratchers were winners. Dominic rarely indulged in petty gambling – that day, he desperately needed to feel that fleeting … Continue reading It rains gold in the summer
