*Dion*
Inserting a key into the lock, I lead Sunny inside. The mornings are the quietest and my favorite time of the day, when possibilities loom before me. In the hush of inactivity, all dreams appear obtainable.
We enter a small lobby where people can leave their cloaks and coats with a young woman who
will hang them in the tiny room behind her until the guests are ready to leave. Then we walk into the main room. All the lamps are light, bathing the room in a golden glow. She gasps, which delights me beyond all measure.
“So this is what a gaming hell looks like”. She says in awe. “Is this your brother’s ?”
“It’s mine”. I admit.
She spins around, surprise and awe momentarily returning the lost years to her features, reminding me of the girl she had once been. “But I thought you work
