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Eleanor finally glanced at him, her eyes sharp and blue. “Multiplayer? Leo, I don’t want to play Mahjongg with a retired dermatologist in Omaha who takes forty seconds per turn. I want to play with myself. Against the tiles. Against the clock. Against my own stupid habit of clicking the wrong pair.”

She smiled—a real, crinkly-eyed smile—and clicked the shuffle button just as the clock hit zero. pch games mahjongg

“Alright, you little tiles,” Eleanor muttered, settling into her worn armchair. “Let’s have at it.” Eleanor finally glanced at him, her eyes sharp and blue

“Let’s go.”