Me, Dad, and Mom were all gambling in a very small, dimly lit casino... which felt like it was in Atlantic City, but I can't be sure. But it was set up in what felt like the basement of a house, because there were even stairs just next to the bank of slot machines that we were playing on.
I was playing the slot on the end, and Mom and Dad were playing near the middle of the row. I had hit something small on mine, and while it was ringing up the credits I put some money in the slot next to me and next to Dad, and that one started hitting as well.
Dad finally got a really good reel combination with lots of good symbols (I can't remember what they were though... it was like a generic machine) and all the bells and lights went off. He had me babysit his machine as it was counting up the credits, because he had to run to the bathroom. By the time it had finished and printed out the ticket, it was above $7000.
Dad hadn't returned yet, and Mom was wanting to take the ticket to the cashier to get it turned into real money, so she headed off that way and left me to continue playing on the machines. Several more minutes had passed and neither of them came back yet, so I cashed out my machines and headed towards the cashier area.
Mom was there, and she had gotten the money for the winning jackpot ticket, but she was just standing there, unsure of where to go next. She didn't seem extra worried... she was just sort of "on pause" in that spot, standing still while all of the hustle and bustle went on around here. When she saw me she was relieved, but again, didn't seem super worried.
We decided then that it was time to take a break from the casino and headed up the nearby stairs.
