Magic Mah Jongg

Magic Mah Jongg by Allisa Perlmutter (a Short Story Contest entry) 

The tiles were moved around in an attempt to scramble the winds, dragons and jokers so a new hand could be played. It was a familiar ritual. There is nothing titillating about the game yet it somehow resonates. Like life it is making choices quickly and being able to change course without a flinch. It was just another Mah Jongg Monday. Hoping for a joker to announce my win.