My best friend when I was about 12 was a boy I’ll call “Randy,” which rhymes with his real name…which was not Mandy or Candy or Sandy. Randy was a total nerd, which suited me since I was too. He had some quirks, though, that even I couldn’t tolerate over the long haul. One of his worst foibles was his cheating when we played games. It didn’t matter the game or how many people were playing. If Randy saw an opportunity, he would cheat and then just deny it when caught. I even saw him cheating at solitaire! Why would anyone cheat at solitaire?

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