Checkmate

Subroto Pant

Sinnamon Park, Queensland

Australia

Picture It Competition Entry – Picture B

 

They visited me again this evening, asking the same questions, probing, peeping and prying.

I could see it in their eyes that they were on the hunt.

Me, immutable in my grief asking them questions too. It is a game of chess really, with moves and countermoves. Till that decisive move finishes the game.

She went behind me—her move.

I read her messages—my move.

She declares her adoration to me after meeting him—her move.

I take her out to the waterfall—my move.

In grief I contort my face, ‘I miss her so much officers.’

Check mate.