Tomorrow's Vig

The Toss

Charcoal drawing of a dollar coin with a man at the end of a pier embossed on its center.

He groaned as he flung the coin towards the blackness. ‘To the right, like father told me.’ It hit the rim and a high-pitched ping echoed back as it began its run around the edge. He smiled. ‘A good toss. This might be the one to make it.’ What had he done differently? It wasn’t […]