The Lord said to the Adversary, “Where have you been?” The Adversary answered the Lord, “I have been roaming all over the earth.”
Sol got up from his desk and walked to the chessboard in the corner of his cluttered office.
He enjoyed playing chess by mail, having the time to consider all the permutations while he waited for a letter.
He remembered when, in 1941, a correspondence game with Professor Milasz in Prague had a four-year interruption, only resuming when Milasz was liberated from the Terezin concentration camp. The pieces had left halos of dust on the board.
Sol noted but did not mention that Milasz’s game had changed so much in the intervening years it was like playing a different man entirely.