Tuesday, August 07, 2007
emma.
You're spelling a letter? You can't spell a letter. It's a letter!
The boy was clearly upset. The girl told him that she could, it was allowed. But the boy was very confused. In all the time he'd spent playing Scrabble(tm), he had never once seen such a thing. Spelling a letter. But the girl promised him it was allowed, that spellings of letters were in the Official Scrabble(tm) Dictionary. Of course she may as well have said they were transcribed on the Official Lunar Scrabble(tm) Plaque, for how likely they were to peruse either things. The quiet, drafty pub was enjoyable to sit in and play a game. But it was worlds away from conducting a Scrabble(tm) Challenge(tm).
The boy sat, stunned. He could not see why the girl would tactic in this way. He really liked her, and he thought she liked him. But she was clearly winning already. One hundred points or more. The boy didn't understand why she would resort to this, with that score. Then she explained. She did not want to beat him, she only wanted to finish the game. So they could go home.
The boy met her gaze when she spoke the last, then followed her eyes down to the board. Her last turns were EMBRACE, CARESS, SENSUAL, and KISSED.
At last, the boy understood. he had been looking at all the wrong words.
