My cousins decided to stay the night after a trip to a water resort. The same ones that killed me at the basketball game. While looking for another board game to play, I found my old board game Mall Madness that I begged my dad to buy for me some 10 or 11 years back. The kids looked interested, so my sister and I set it up for them.

I remember how fond I was of this game back then. After every game we played, I’d count everything - all the pieces, the money, the players, the cards to make sure everything was in place and not missing. Now looking back, I find it oddly funny the things I did to preserve it longer.

Or the genius substitutes that we found were necessary.

But it was a game you could play only once like The Game of Life.