I stepped in.
Needed the space.
And then I saw him.
A little boy.
Sitting alone.
Chess board in front of him.
Playing both sides.
I paused.
Because that…
That was familiar.
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I used to do that.
up games.
Play against myself.
Test patterns.
See how far I could think ahead.
I almost smiled.
Almost.
I’m not a fan of kids.
Never have been.
But this one…
This one had my attention.
I walked over slowly.
Watched the board for a second.
Then said,
“You’re opening your kingdom to preys with that move.”
He didn’t look up immediately.
Still staring at the board.
Then, slowly, he lifted his head.
Eyes sharp.
Too sharp for his age.
“Who are you?” he asked.
Direct.
I nodded once.
“I’m Dave.”
He held my gaze for a second.
Then said,


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