His grandfather just smiled and moved a small wooden pawn. "In this game, Leo, the winner isn't the one who takes the most territory. The winner is the one who keeps the peace the longest."
Leo lived in a world where everything was a competition. At school, he had to have the fastest pencil; at home, he had to have the biggest slice of pie. He spent so much time defending his "territory" that his favorite catchphrase became, zapraszam_na_rzadowy_nie_bedziecie_mnie_bili_na...
"You did," his grandfather agreed softly. "You built a wall so high that no one could get in to play with you. You kept your seat, but you lost the game." His grandfather just smiled and moved a small wooden pawn
"I won," Leo insisted, though his voice wavered. "I have the government seat. Nobody touched me." At school, he had to have the fastest