The Last Hand Was for My Family

My wife lost every cent we had at the gambling table. She even pawned the clothes off her back.

Desperate to win it all back, she borrowed money and kept playing.

When she was broke again, she gave up. She spent her last few dollars on sleeping pills and tried to kill herself.

After the doctors revived her, she lay naked in a hospital bed, clutching my hand and sobbing.

“Honey, I lost everything. I’m so sorry!”

I clenched my teeth and took our daughter to the gambling table.

“I’m putting my child up as collateral. Let’s keep playing!”