[ WP ] You and your friends find an old Trivial Pursuit game at a thrift store . As you play it , you realize the questions are slowly becoming more and more personal related to those in your group playing it .

“ Triceratops? ” said Jenny softly. 
 
 “ You go, girl! ” shouted Heather, giving Jenny ’ s shoulder a squeeze. “ You are really on a roll tonight! ” 
 
 “ I ’ m not really that smart, ” Jenny said. “ I ’ m just lucky. Jurassic Park was my favorite movie when I was in high school. I watched our VHS copy so much I wore it out. ” 
 
 “ You ’ re brilliant, ” replied Brian, taking her hand as he smiled warmly at her. “ You actually finished college. That ’ s smarter than anything I ever did. ” 
 
 “ You ’ re also kicking ass at $ 2 thrift-store-edition Trivial Pursuit, ” said Jim with his trademark goofy smile. He snatched up the die from in front of Brian and placed it in Jenny ’ s hand. “ Don ’ t go passing the die to your boyfriend. As long as you keep getting them right, it ’ s still your turn. ” 
 
 “ Okay, ” said Jenny. She tossed the die, and groaned as she landed on “ Sports. ” 
 
 “ Okay, Sports it is, ” said Brian. He ran a trembling finger down the cards and plucked one from the box. “ When a right-handed golfer hits a shot that intentionally curves from the right to the left, what is it called? ” 
 
 “ That ’ s a draw shot, ” said Jenny, grinning. “ When I was on the high school varsity golf team, I once hit a draw shot right into the cup. What a stroke of luck! We won that one! It got our team to the state tournament. ” 
 
 “ You ’ re really hot tonight, ” said Jim. He picked up the die and presented it to Jenny. “ Show us another great number! ” 
 
 Jenny rolled her eyes and smirked. She rolled the die, and landed on “ Literature ” 
 
 “ Literature, ” said Brian. He grabbed the card from the front of the box and read, “ What were the names of the titular gentlemen in Shakespeare ’ s *Two Gentlemen of Verona*? ” 
 
 “ Valentine and Proteus! ” squealed Jenny. “ See, an English Literature degree is good for something. ” 
 
 “ Hey, I remember helping you proofread that paper you wrote on it, ” said Heather. “ You got an A on it, didn ’ t you? ” 
 
 “ Yes! It ’ s why I decided to major in English Literature rather than History, ” she replied. “ That ’ s kind of an obscure play, though. One of his weakest. I ’ m surprised that one ’ s in the game. ” 
 
 Brian slid the card over to her. “ See? Here ’ s the question. ” 
 
 “ This card has a different colored border from most of them, ” she said, puzzled. “ And it looks a lot less worn. Almost brand new. ” 
 
 “ Well, umm … ” said Brian. 
 
 Jim lifted up two card boxes, one of them blue, the other green. 
 
 “ You see these two different colored question boxes? ” asked Jim. “ I ’ m pretty sure $ 2 thrift-store-edition Trivial Pursuit has cards from more than one set. ” 
 
 Brian flicked his eyes back and forth between his buddy and his girlfriend. 
 
 “ Oh, that makes sense, ” she said. “ Well, that makes sense. That gives me my last wedge. I just have to reach the center. ” 
 
 But she didn ’ t. She instead landed on “ Sports. ” Yet again. She groaned, as Heather flashed her a reassuring smile. 
 
 Brian pulled up another card, and read, “ What college football star led the Southwestern Conference in interceptions in the year 2000? ” 
 
 Jenny looked confused. Jim, Heather, and Brian looked at her expectantly. 
 
 “ That ’ s … Michael Jones, ” gasped Jenny. “ He ’ s my cousin. He went to high school with us, too. We kept in touch even after he went off to college. ” 
 
 She grabbed the card from Brian ’ s hand, and read the rest of the questions to herself. There was a question about the menu of the fast food restaurant that was her first summer job. There was a question about Shakespeare ’ s sonnet # 30, the subject of her last college paper. There was a question about her favorite one hit wonder, about the unit that her grandfather had served in during World War II, and about the small town in Germany where she was a foreign exchange student. 
 
 Without another word, she picked up the die. The only sounds in the room were the clatter of it hitting the table, and the sound of her piece scraping its way toward the center. 
 
 “ You choose the category, ” said Jenny. 
 
 Brian ’ s hands shook as he pulled a card out of the middle of the box. He looked at it, swallowed hard, and placed it face-up on the table. 
 
 “ Jenny, ” he said with a huge grin, “ will you marry me? ” 
 
 Jenny looked at the card. Sure enough, in all six categories, the question was “ Jenny, will you marry me? ” 
 
 Jim poked Brian in the arm and handed him a box. He straightened up in his seat, snatched the box from him, and handed it to Jenny. 
 
 As if in a trance, Jenny opened up the box, and stared at the diamond ring inside. She flipped over the card, and saw that the back was blank. 
 
 Trembling, she reached into her purse and retrieved a pen. In big capital letters she wrote “ YES! ” on the card. She clutched the ring tightly, threw her arms around Brian, and kissed him. 
 
 “ Looks like she wins, ” beamed Heather. 
 
 “ Looks like they both win, ” opined Jim. “ Let ’ s give them a little space, okay? ” 
 
 As Jim and Heather left the room, Brian slid the ring onto Jenny ’ s finger. They embraced once more, crying.
