The Chess Game “This year we’re having a different Christmas,” my grandmother said as she moved her pawn to the side, capturing mine. “Why did you do that?” I asked. She pushed her glasses up and raised her eyebrows. “I had to, didn’t I?” “You could have ignored it.” I sulked. She chuckled. “And letContinue reading “#WritePhoto ‘The Chess Game’ #FlashFiction #300Words”
Rereading Jane Eyre 