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The
manager
and
the
doctor
took
care
of
everything
—
even
the
refund
on
Mrs
.
Wheatley
’
s
plane
ticket
.
Beth
had
to
sign
some
official
papers
,
had
to
absolve
the
hotel
of
responsibility
and
fill
out
government
forms
.
One
had
the
title
“
U
.
S
.
Customs
—
Transfer
of
Remains
.
”
The
manager
got
Durgin
Brothers
in
Lexington
.
The
assistant
manager
drove
Beth
to
the
airport
the
following
day
,
with
the
hearse
discreetly
trailing
them
through
the
streets
of
Mexico
City
and
along
the
highway
.
She
saw
the
metal
coffin
only
once
,
looking
out
the
window
from
the
TWA
waiting
room
.
The
hearse
had
driven
up
to
the
707
at
the
gate
and
some
men
were
unloading
it
in
brilliant
sunlight
.
They
set
it
on
a
forklift
,
and
she
could
hear
the
dim
whine
of
the
engine
through
the
glass
as
it
was
raised
to
the
level
of
the
cargo
hold
.
For
a
moment
it
trembled
in
the
sunshine
and
she
had
a
sudden
horrific
vision
of
it
falling
off
the
lift
and
crashing
to
the
tarmac
,
spilling
out
the
embalmed
middle
-
aged
corpse
of
Mrs
.
Wheatley
on
the
hot
gray
asphalt
.
But
that
did
not
happen
.
The
casket
was
pulled
handily
into
the
cargo
hold
.
On
board
Beth
declined
a
drink
from
the
stewardess
.
When
she
had
gone
back
down
the
aisle
,
Beth
opened
her
purse
and
took
out
one
of
her
new
bottles
of
green
pills
.
She
had
spent
three
hours
the
day
before
,
after
signing
the
papers
,
going
from
farmacia
to
farmacia
,
buying
the
limit
of
one
hundred
pills
in
each
.
*
*
*
The
funeral
was
simple
and
brief
.
A
half
-
hour
before
it
began
,
Beth
took
four
green
pills
.
She
sat
in
the
church
alone
,
in
a
quiet
daze
,
while
the
minister
said
the
things
ministers
say
.
There
were
flowers
at
the
altar
,
and
she
was
mildly
surprised
to
see
a
pair
of
men
from
the
funeral
home
step
up
and
carry
them
out
as
soon
as
the
minister
had
finished
.
Six
other
people
were
there
,
but
Beth
knew
none
of
them
.
One
old
lady
hugged
her
afterward
and
said
,
“
You
poor
dear
.
”
She
finished
unpacking
that
afternoon
and
came
down
from
the
bedroom
to
fix
coffee
.
While
the
water
was
coming
to
a
boil
she
went
into
the
little
downstairs
bathroom
to
wash
her
face
and
suddenly
,
standing
there
surrounded
by
blue
,
by
Mrs
.
Wheatley
’
s
blue
bathroom
rug
and
blue
towels
and
blue
soap
and
blue
washcloths
,
something
hot
exploded
in
her
belly
and
her
face
was
drenched
with
tears
.
She
took
a
towel
from
the
rack
and
held
it
against
her
face
and
said
,
“
Oh
Jesus
Christ
”
and
leaned
against
the
washbasin
and
cried
for
a
long
time
.
She
was
still
drying
her
face
when
the
phone
rang
.
The
voice
was
male
.
“
Beth
Harmon
?
”
“
Yes
.
”
“
This
is
Harry
Beltik
.
From
the
State
Tournament
.
”
“
I
remember
.
”
