Pawns of the Game

Love, obsession, madness, and other matters of chess

He savors this dream, and then a friend sidles up and tells Omar his wife is looking for him. Omar's bubble pops, and he glances around nervously. He spots Josie approaching down the sidewalk. She looks pissed.

"Listen," Omar whispers, "I have to go. Sorry. Maybe we can talk some other time."

And the king falls in step behind the queen.

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