Connie Ragen Green — Sleeping on a Cloud

I arrived in Las Vegas on a Thursday afternoon. It was November 5th, 2009 and for the first time in several years I had decided to fly in from Los Angeles instead of making the four and a half hour drive from my home in Santa Clarita. I wasn’t nervous, at least not overly so until I’m riding in the limo sent by the car service from McCarran International Airport to the hotel.