Lucky Numbers

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
The thought's always there -- this week, it could be you!

Submitted: June 12, 2017

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Lucky Numbers?

 

Every week Fred did the lottery. He’d join the queue and buy his ticket on a Saturday morning for the draw that night. He’d won the odd small, insignificant amount, but nothing big. The dream was still there, though, and each week he found himself holding his breath only to let it out again in disappointment.

 

He always chose the same numbers. They were made up of his and his wife’s birth dates and as they’d been happily married for sixty years he figured those numbers should be lucky. One day, he kept telling himself, as the weeks, months and years passed by.

 

Strangely, it always seemed to be the random numbers, the ‘quick-pick’ ones that the computer generated, that seemed to win. Why, he had no idea, but that is what the Lotto people reported when they were announcing where the winning ticket had been bought.

 

Fred thought about this as he stood in the queue. Was he really so stuck in his ways? No, he’d give it a try. “Quick-pick, please,” he said, at last finding himself at the front of the queue. The words had slipped out without any conscious decision.

 

That night Fred found that he felt strangely agitated as he waited for those numbers to be called out. It was almost as though there was something telling him he would win. That this would indeed be his lucky night. He listened as the numbers were called out and his mouth dropped open in shock.

His numbers! He would have won the jackpot -- if he’d not gone for quick-pick!


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