Impending Amusement
Stephen MelisiAt the first rumble of thunder, the pieces of Life fidgeted. Career cards were ready to riffle, automobiles bumped into one another, and men, women, and children—some of them still pegged in place from their last ride—practically bounced with excitement.
“Easy up there,” came the words of the ever-watchful Sorry. “It’s only thunder.”
“And far off too, by the sound of it,” snapped Trouble’s poppable plastic.
“Happens all the time,” echoed Monopoly. “You can bank on it.”
Life was about to speak—but was immediately shot down by Battleship. “You heard them,” the game said. “Thunder happens all the time.”
“Nothing to get X-cited about,” Scrabble added.
“Hardly worth the bother,” said Risk.
“I know,” Life told them. “But this time, I can really feel it.”
