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After the game, over stale coffee and store-brand cookies, Carol lingered. “You’re really good,” she said to Milly. “You almost had that Chow in the second round. Why did you break it up?”

And it was glorious.

She was.

She closed her eyes. And for the first time in weeks, she smiled. mahjong aarp

Two weeks later, Carol was no longer the newbie. She had learned to hold her tiles close, to discard a seemingly useful Bam just to watch Rose flinch. She had learned to laugh at Helen’s ferocious scorekeeping. And she had started bringing better cookies. After the game, over stale coffee and store-brand

Milly stared at the tiles. Her mother’s voice flickered: The tiles don’t care if you’re old or young. After the game