Betting on staying
My comfort was that I had lost little, except time; I could always move on -- though where, I didn't yet know. And then I found I couldn't move. I had to stay.
V.S. Naipaul, A Bend in the River.
Joe Longo is betting on staying:
We can barely afford our note, our jobs are tenuous and hurricane season is upon us.
The dice are in the air.