Short Stories in The Allegheny Review, The Cleveland Review, Litro, Midwestern Gothic, NPR, Potomac Review, Roanoke Review and Tweed's fiction blog.
originally appeared in The Cleveland Review
We were being loud. We had been laughing and carrying on for hours. I had been the dealer all night because Lonnie said he liked my style, whatever that meant. Lonnie was winning most of the hands. It was some kind of luck. We got to…