Jake is a nice boy. You can tell because he says so. But even a nice boy can get awfully confused when he wins $100,000,000 in the lottery ... and can't tell anyone about it.
I can’t say that Friday, April 13, was a good day even though that’s when I won the lottery.
It’s not that my standards are too high. It certainly wasn’t a bad day. It was more like a complex day: That Friday took my simple kid’s life and made it as knotty as a sweater knit by a squirrel who just got off a roller coaster.
You’d think that having money would make everything easy. If you get grass stains on your best pants, you just reach into your closet where another hundred pairs hang. If you can’t decide which video game to buy, you buy them both and throw another dozen into the shopping cart…which is be...