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After
the
ceremony
Saturday
evening
,
benny
took
her
to
a
bar
in
town
.
They
sat
in
a
back
booth
and
Beth
drank
her
first
beer
and
ordered
another
.
They
both
tasted
delicious
.
“
Easy
,
”
Benny
said
.
“
Easy
.
”
He
had
not
finished
his
first
.
“
You
’
re
right
,
”
she
said
and
slowed
down
.
She
felt
high
enough
already
.
No
losses
.
No
draws
.
Her
last
two
opponents
had
offered
draws
in
midgame
,
and
she
had
refused
.
“
A
perfect
score
,
”
Benny
said
.
“
It
feels
good
,
”
she
said
,
meaning
the
victory
,
but
the
beer
felt
good
too
.
She
looked
at
him
more
closely
.
“
I
appreciate
the
way
you
’
re
taking
it
.
”
“
A
mask
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
’
m
raging
inwardly
.
”
“
It
doesn
’
t
show
.
”
“
I
should
not
have
played
that
goddamned
bishop
pawn
.
”
They
sat
silently
for
a
while
.
He
took
a
thoughtful
sip
of
beer
and
asked
,
“
What
are
you
going
to
do
about
Borgov
?
”
“
When
I
go
to
Paris
?
I
don
’
t
even
have
a
passport
.
”
“
When
you
go
to
Moscow
.
”
