Brendan chuckled.

“Sanford won.”

Frankie turned to Sanford, skeptical.

“Is that really the case?”

Sanford quickly shook his head.

“No, Uncle Brendan won this round, hands down.”

Brendan’s smile remained easy and warm.

“Shall we keep playing?”

Sanford said, “How about you two take a turn now?”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Frankie waved his hand dismissively.

at this

other’s strategies; it’s getting

Sanford’s eyes lit up.

take another turn with

grin widened “Sanford, this time don’t

me what

it,” Sanford said, determination clear in

two dove back into their chess

leaned casually against the wall, watching with

the

on the sofa, having just won their game

Kyson shouted, his face

a

her hand with a

slapped hands in

put his phone down and grinned

you go

him a

my skills again? If I’m such a problem, find a

I’m done playing.

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