The Urge to Win

That Little Voice Neighbors heard her screaming obscenities, gasping for breath at the top of her ability to utter sounds, chasing her husband while wielding a wooden spoon in her fist. And they knew she was, once again, expressing her anger and frustration at losing what began as a pleasant game of Scrabble. A bit of overreacting, you say? Don’t be too quick to judge this poor soul’s desire…