Chapter Five
A Rook-ie Mistake
My opponents make good moves too. Sometimes I don't take these things into consideration. - Bobby Fischer
ELENA
After Lukas leaves, I resign myself to actually having some fun.
I dance. I dally. I drink.
A LOT.
There seems to be a surgically irremovable glass of liquor in my hands at all times, and I am casually entertaining so many people that one might even mistake me as the “life of the party”—which I never am.
I don’t even recognize myself. My world has been turned upside—unwittingly flipped by my new uprooting, my new career goals… my new “family.” First, the addition of Foxx—now, Griff, and honestly… I just don’t know the rules to this. Am I supposed to treat him like family? Invite him over for barbeque and beer? He’s like a brother to Brend
