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“Because Helen was fishing for that tile,” Milly said. “The game is not just about your hand. It’s about reading the table. Reading the people .”

Milly smiled, a rare, cracked thing. “Same thing.” mahjong aarp

“Deal me in,” Milly said. “And Helen, stop keeping score with a pen. Use your phone like a normal person.” “Because Helen was fishing for that tile,” Milly said

“ Pung ,” she said, slamming a tile down with more force than necessary. Reading the people

She stopped going to the Thursday game. She told Helen she had a cold. Told Rose she was visiting a niece in Oregon. The truth was too humiliating. Without her sight, she couldn’t read the Bams from the Craks . She couldn’t see the delicate etch of a Red Dragon versus a Green . She was a pianist without fingers.

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?”

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