They played that afternoon. Milly lost every hand. She misread a Dragon as a Wind , discarded the tile Carol needed for a Kong , and completely missed a Mahjong on a Self-Drawn tile. It was a disaster.
A week passed. Then two. The silence in her condo was absolute. The Mahjong set sat on her coffee table, a silent accusation.
Milly’s eyesight had been blurry for months. She’d hidden it, swapping her bi-focals for a stronger pair from the drugstore. But the eye doctor’s letter was clear: early-stage macular degeneration. The words “significant central vision loss” were a death sentence for a Mahjong player.
They played that afternoon. Milly lost every hand. She misread a Dragon as a Wind , discarded the tile Carol needed for a Kong , and completely missed a Mahjong on a Self-Drawn tile. It was a disaster.
A week passed. Then two. The silence in her condo was absolute. The Mahjong set sat on her coffee table, a silent accusation. mahjong aarp
Milly’s eyesight had been blurry for months. She’d hidden it, swapping her bi-focals for a stronger pair from the drugstore. But the eye doctor’s letter was clear: early-stage macular degeneration. The words “significant central vision loss” were a death sentence for a Mahjong player. They played that afternoon
