Daily story, November 22, 2024

When we started playing chess by post I didn’t know how much the price of stamps would go up. I didn’t know how hard it would become to find time to write. But I knew we would never switch to email, or text, or playing online. I didn’t know the game would stretch out this long. I didn’t know we would end up on different continents. I didn’t know we would start losing our grip on the rules. I have known for a long time that you have me beaten, and that I will never resign, and that I would swim the ocean with an envelope between my teeth to deliver my next move.