The Goddess of Wagering
I bet the daily double, combining Mickey Mon Amour, a horse with a string of bad trips, with Chilly Willy who I love in the second. Sometimes a string of bad trips is not a bad thing. When Mickey wins and pays $11.40 and the double returns $91.80 I’m flying, but I don’t let it show. I say a prayer to the Goddess of Wagering who punishes emotional behavior and overconfidence.
For the rest of the afternoon almost every race is won by a horse on the rail. Sadly, I don’t catch on until the eighth. But I clean up in the tenth on Maudlin and cash my tickets.
Jean Erhardt’s work has appeared in The Quarterly, Sonora Review, Plazm, 8 Track Mind, and elsewhere.