Tuesday, June 12, 2012

PhotoPromt#6: The Old Man

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Frank gazed at his hands in disbelief tinged with anger.  How could this have happened?  He berated himself as he reviewed this part of his life, step by step.

He had been so careful even to the point of being called ‘overly-cautious’.  Every move he made was planned out with all its possible consequences.  That had given him great success all throughout his life.  “That Frank, boy, he never does anything without thinking it through a dozen times.  Slow, but Frank is something else!”  People had said about him for all of his 72 years. 

Buy or sell…left or right…that was how Frank lived his life.  And now this.  How could he not have seen this happening?  The clues were all there, he realized that now.  And now?  What would he do now?

Frank should have forged forward when he had the chance.  Taking chances on a whim wasn’t his way, but that was what Frank had done.  He should have seen the walls closing around him, suffocating him, taking away his very breath.  Too late, too late now.

With a heavy sigh of resignation, Frank reached across the board and knocked over his King.  “Damn you, Jenny.  I resign.”

“Oh, Grandpa!”  Jenny giggled.  “It’s just a game!”


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    1. Chess is just a game, but Jenny is now the master.

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  2. No matter what there will always be someone out there to beat you.

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    1. ...said Kasporov to the Big Blue computer.

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  3. This was great! I loved the surprise ending! Julie

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  4. I just love how your writing pulls your reader in with action and emotion. And your surprise endings are remarkable. What an accomplishment with such brevity!

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  5. Chess seems to be one of those things where for at least one player it is never just a game.

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