One would argue that change is a good thing;
Charlie and Ole’ Tom would disagree. They liked things to remain the same.
Their game was Chess. Coming home from the war, the game allowed the two of them to engage in their own battles. They’ve been coming here ever since.
People took notice. Whenever the place changed hands, the new owner ensured their places were kept.
They are gone now, but as a tribute to them, two chairs and a table still sit in the same spot, waiting for two new warriors to partake in a battle. No change.
This is my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers.