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“
Okay
,
”
Beth
said
.
“
I
’
ll
be
there
.
”
When
Jolene
left
,
Beth
had
one
glass
of
wine
but
not
a
second
.
She
opened
up
all
the
windows
in
the
house
and
drank
the
wine
out
in
the
backyard
,
with
the
moon
,
nearly
full
,
directly
above
the
little
shed
at
the
back
.
There
was
a
cool
breeze
.
She
took
a
long
time
over
the
drink
,
letting
the
breeze
blow
into
the
kitchen
window
,
fluttering
the
curtains
,
blowing
through
the
kitchen
and
living
room
,
clearing
out
the
air
inside
.
*
*
*
The
gym
was
a
high
-
ceilinged
room
with
white
walls
.
Light
came
in
from
enormous
windows
along
the
side
where
a
row
of
strange
-
looking
machines
sat
.
Jolene
was
wearing
yellow
tights
and
gym
shoes
.
The
morning
was
warm
,
and
Beth
had
worn
her
white
shorts
in
the
taxi
.
At
the
far
end
of
the
exercise
room
a
doleful
-
looking
young
man
in
gray
trunks
lay
on
his
back
on
a
bench
,
pushing
up
weights
and
groaning
.
Otherwise
they
were
alone
.
They
started
with
a
pair
of
stationary
bicycles
.
Jolene
set
the
drag
on
Beth
’
s
at
ten
,
and
sixty
for
her
own
.
By
the
time
they
had
pedaled
ten
minutes
Beth
was
covered
with
sweat
and
her
calves
were
aching
.
“
It
gets
worse
,
”
Jolene
said
.
Beth
gritted
her
teeth
and
kept
pedaling
.
She
could
not
get
the
rhythm
right
on
the
hip
-
and
-
back
machine
,
and
her
ass
slid
on
the
imitation
-
leather
bench
she
had
to
lie
on
while
she
pushed
the
weights
down
with
her
legs
.
Jolene
had
set
it
for
forty
pounds
,
but
even
that
seemed
too
much
.
Then
there
was
the
machine
where
she
raised
the
weights
with
her
ankles
,
making
the
tendons
in
her
upper
legs
stand
out
and
hurt
.
After
that
she
had
to
sit
upright
in
what
reminded
her
of
an
electric
chair
and
pull
in
weights
with
her
elbows
.
“
Firm
up
your
pectorals
,
”
Jolene
said
.
