Davey juniors small fingers moved the pawns with such dexterity and certainty that surprised Maxwell who was considered the chess champion and legend in the neighbourhood.
He wasn’t about to let a little human beat him on his turf and at a game that he could play and win blind.
Checkmate! Davey’s pronouncement dug into Maxwell’s ribs in irritation. A round of chess he had laughingly engaged in to entertain the young fellow had turned out differently.
Out of reluctant admiration, he wanted to know how Davey became such an excellent player at such a young age and Davey’s response brought a smile of understanding to his face.
Davey junior had learnt from a renowned chess champion. As a tiny tot, his late grandpa Sir David Checkers aka Swift Fingers used to balance him on his knees and he thought him everything that he needed to know to play like a champion.
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