Rhea and I sat down for our customary Saturday game of chess.
I left my queen out as is the practice playing a junior. Then, rather pompously, I added, "Rheu, you can take another one of my piece off if you want"
She pondered the board, a tight fist under the chin resting on her knee. Much like Rodin's Thinker. Then, her eyes gleaming, she swiped my King off the board and said "I won"
Ouch!
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