"Dad won once again!"

My face contorted as Garren took down my last chess piece. The exasperation I'm feeling heightened when I saw the smug grin plastered on his face. 

God knows how much I want to tear off that arrogance in his face.

After we got tired of ambling around the park, Garren took out some board games that he brought so we could idle away the hours. 

Greyson has been playing this game for two years now, so he's good at it. But what made me fall for that notion was because he defeated his father. Then the latter challenged me into a game.

I also know how...