“ what’s the worst that could happen “
He said with a glimmer in his eye
“ the worst that could happen is I tell you my trauma, my pain, my scared hearts past and you tell the lie of understanding and hollow promises of not doing it to me again ... but right now the worst that could happen is you cry because I just beat you at this dumb hunting game “
The machine sounded and the tickets started to spill out on the floor niter of us willing to move to obtain a crate for them the die in.