I can't play chess.
Distracted
"Never again," grumbled John, flicking his queen off the chessboard. "I'm never playing with you again."
Anita chuckled and fluttered a silk fan, hiding behind it like a sneaky Asian grandmother. "You forget that you're talking to Sherlock Holmes' mother; all those smarts have to come from somewhere!"
"Will you stop whipping that fan around? That's why I lost; it was distracting me."
"You already seemed distracted, John, dear. I was merely pointing it out to you with my numerous victories." She sipped her tea smugly. "You know you can tell me anything."
"Maybe I will," said John, setting up the pieces again. "Maybe."
Prompt was from Javien Deluke, and it was: Never again