Years ago on a cold blustery winter evenings we dined with family friends and relations and played Murder. Sitting around the living room, ten or twelve adults and teenagers in a ring facing one another; a single card was dealt to each and if it was the Queen of Spades that person was the murderer. The assassin murdered as many as they could by way of a wink. If anyone caught the wink in action the murderer was revealed. If you were winked at directly you were dead and the dying process was usually theatrical especially with the children whose gyrotechnics and groans were on full display.
The skillfull murderer had perfected the wink, dropping the eyelid without screwing up the face or nodding the head and waited their chance without rush, so the tension grew with every minute and panic became restive. I suppose we could have played Charades as well, though most of us were older and post-prandial exercise would have brought on indigestion. It was better and more restful to wink and die or kill. This activity was always performed with those we knew well but I am sure it would have been a great game as a mixer as well as were Charades. Simple pleasures, being silly, digging deep to willy-nilly.
The skillfull murderer had perfected the wink, dropping the eyelid without screwing up the face or nodding the head and waited their chance without rush, so the tension grew with every minute and panic became restive. I suppose we could have played Charades as well, though most of us were older and post-prandial exercise would have brought on indigestion. It was better and more restful to wink and die or kill. This activity was always performed with those we knew well but I am sure it would have been a great game as a mixer as well as were Charades. Simple pleasures, being silly, digging deep to willy-nilly.
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