There comes a time in a girl's life when she has the chance to gloat about a win, especially one that defeats her highly intelligent, English majored mother. Scrabble was the game and Winner is my name. Both my parents were in general competitive throughout my youth. Mum would be the one to let up here and there yet I always knew when she dropped the flag of competition. Considering my day was like that of an average house cat(90% lounge, 10% activity), my mind was sharp and ready to pounce. Successful day, it must be said, if I were a cat.
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