Wiping her tears, he opened her hand, and placed the white king and the black queen. “To remind us, we’re different, but will always be, on the same board.”
Years later, she held the pieces, tears flowing freely.
He never mentioned, it may be the same board, but the game could never be won, together.
That was poignant!ReplyDelete
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@the-first-book & Keirthana - Thank you so much!!ReplyDelete
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