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.

been at this

other’s strategies;

Sanford’s eyes lit up.

take another turn with

this time

what you’ve really

it,” Sanford said, determination

two dove back into their

leaned casually against the wall, watching with quiet

a chess expert, followed the game closely, her gaze fixed

the sofa, having just won their game against

won!” Kyson shouted, his face

a

her hand

in a

phone down

go easy on

shot him a frosty

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

I’m done playing.

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