The Missing Queen

One sunny afternoon we sat on a park bench watching the world passing by. We were looking at some old men playing chess. A chessboard was drawn on a large empty space and they were moving giant chess pieces around with great concentration. I stretched lazily. “You know I want to become rich and famous ” I announced. Yitzy looked up. “How are you going to do that?” “I don’t know but I want it. Famous what can I do to become famous?” We were both stumped watching the chess game. “What if ” I pondered “what if I steal something?”