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Jolene
stayed
in
the
car
.
Beth
got
out
and
pushed
her
way
into
the
side
door
of
the
Administration
Building
.
It
was
dark
and
cool
inside
.
Straight
in
front
of
her
was
a
door
that
read
HELEN
DEAR
-
DORFF
—
SUPERINTENDENT
.
She
walked
down
the
empty
hallway
to
the
doorway
at
the
end
.
When
she
pushed
it
open
,
there
was
a
light
on
below
.
She
went
slowly
down
the
steps
.
The
chessboard
and
pieces
weren
’
t
there
,
but
the
table
he
had
played
on
still
sat
by
the
furnace
,
and
his
unpainted
chair
was
still
in
position
.
The
bare
bulb
over
it
was
on
.
She
stood
looking
down
at
the
table
.
Then
she
seated
herself
thoughtfully
in
Mr
.
Shaibel
’
s
chair
and
looked
up
and
saw
something
she
had
not
seen
before
.
Behind
the
place
where
she
used
to
sit
to
play
was
a
kind
of
rough
partition
made
of
unplanned
wooden
boards
nailed
to
two
-
by
-
fours
.
A
calendar
used
to
hang
there
,
with
scenes
from
Bavaria
above
the
sheets
for
the
months
.
Now
the
calendar
was
gone
and
the
entire
partition
was
covered
with
photographs
and
clippings
and
covers
from
Chess
Review
,
each
of
them
neatly
taped
to
the
wood
and
covered
with
clear
plastic
to
keep
it
clean
and
free
of
dust
—
the
only
thing
in
this
dingy
basement
that
was
.
They
were
pictures
of
her
.
There
were
printed
games
from
Chess
Review
,
and
newspaper
pieces
from
the
Lexington
Herald
-
Leader
and
the
New
York
Times
and
from
some
magazines
in
German
.
The
old
Life
piece
was
there
,
and
next
to
it
was
the
cover
of
Chess
Review
with
her
holding
the
U
.
S
.
Championship
trophy
.
Filling
in
the
smaller
spaces
were
newspaper
pictures
,
some
of
them
duplicates
.
There
must
have
been
twenty
photographs
.
*
*
*
“
You
find
what
you
were
looking
for
?
”
Jolene
asked
when
she
got
back
to
the
car
.
“
More
,
”
Beth
said
.
She
started
to
say
something
else
but
didn
’
t
.
Jolene
backed
the
car
up
,
drove
out
of
the
lot
and
turned
back
onto
the
road
that
led
to
the
highway
.
When
they
drove
up
the
ramp
and
pulled
onto
the
interstate
,
Jolene
gunned
the
VW
and
it
shot
ahead
.
Neither
of
them
looked
back
.
Beth
had
stopped
crying
by
then
and
was
wiping
her
face
with
a
handkerchief
.
“
Didn
’
t
bite
off
more
than
you
could
chew
,
did
you
?
”
Jolene
said
.
“
No
.
”
Beth
blew
her
nose
.
“
I
’
m
fine
.
”
*
*
*
