Hit the clock; it ain’t over…

Not too long ago, I wrote about looking death in the face over a board with a game I felt I just couldn’t win. In what seemed to me the final moves, I naïvely hoped I had turned the tables. Checkmate. Or so I thought. Here I find myself, though, sitting across from the same opponent. I’m looking down at the board, expecting the pieces to be set for a rematch only to feel myself go numb all over as I come to the chilling realization that I’ve been called back to the same game. The game I thought I won. I’m in check now, but I have a gambit up my sleeve that should end this.
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