Gary noticed the deep interest shown by Charlie as he stared at the chessboard.
He wondered if the young boy knew how to play the game. The older man came closer and asked,"Charlie, would you like to play chess?"
Charlie nodded and his eyes lit up at the question.
"Well then, let me teach you how it's played," Gary offered. He asked the boy to sit on his lap and patiently explained the chess pieces, how they moved, and the rules of the game.
To his surprise, the child was very responsive and quickly picked up the game. Finally, he challenged Charlie to play a game.
"Great!" Charlie exclaimed excitedly. Since he had just learned how to play, the little boy was not equal to Gary's prowess in the beginning. But as they continued playing, Gary felt somehow challenged. And he was even about to lose this game to a child, even if playing chess had long been just a hobby of his.
As their playing progressed, Charlie impressed his great-grandfather with his seriousness. He carefully thought of his moves and seemed to be developing strategies.
It was then that Gary realized he and his great-grandson had forged an inexorable bond between them.
"I lost the game," Charlie told the old man. As much as he hated losing, the child had to concede defeat.
But Gary suddenly said,"There is hope for a reversal." While analyzing the position of the pieces, he urged his great-grandson to try.
Charlie looked up to Gary, and with all seriousness said,"I better accept failure gracefully."
While playing chess with his great grandfather, Charlie kept glancing at Leila, who was chatting with Chris happily and paid no attention to the conversation between Charlie and the old man.
Gary had to admire Charlie's resolution and decision. It impressed him very much that at such a young age, the boy behaved maturely.
"Tell me, do you like this chess set?" he suddenly asked the child. After spending time with Charlie, he made up his mind to give his favorite set to him.
However, the boy was too well-bred to grab his offer although he wanted nothing more than to accept it.
"Do you like play chess?" Gary prodded him. The old man wanted to hear the boy say yes.
A little shy, he admitted having a love for the game even when no one took time to teach him to play it.
"Since you love it, you deserve this gift," Gary said. He began to pack the chess pieces and handed the board to Charlie. Gary challenged the boy,"Improve your skills and then play with me again."
"Thank you! I appreciate it very much," Charlie beamed. The boy felt like he had received a treasure.
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