“You really want to play a board game right now?” she asks, eyeing me skeptically. “Got any other ideas?” She looks around the cabin then back at the stack of board games. “Fine. Let’s do it. Don’t cry when I beat you, though. No time for tears.” I roll my eyes and scoff, “Yeah, like I’m the one with the over the top competitive nature.” “That’s what all the losers say. Let’s play Scrabble.”
