“Whatever you do, don’t download any games.”  I warn J as she debated the benefits of buying an e-reader. It is too late for me. On a whim, I downloaded Scrabble to my Kindle.

I plummeted down the word hole. At first, it was a lark to play against the computer opponent known as AI. Overnight, my books to be read remained unopened. Who could read when Al lurked in the shadows, begging me to play? 

I wanted to crush him. Thirty-one points for Qi? Are you kidding? I  fumed about the unfairness of playing against an internal computer loaded with millions, perhaps, billions of words. It is sad to admit, but I mocked him when he produced four-point words. Hmmph. The two-word dictionary became my bible. I used my words to block him from using high-scoring tile spaces.

I reluctantly realized AI was bad news. I had no choice but to ignore him. I click right by AI now...and read. Sometimes as I read though, I catch myself calculating the points an interesting word could bring.

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