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“
You
should
’
ve
saw
yourself
,
”
Jolene
said
.
“
Up
on
that
stool
.
Just
floating
around
up
there
and
Deardorff
hollering
at
you
.
”
“
It
felt
funny
.
”
“
Shit
,
I
bet
.
I
bet
it
felt
good
.
”
Jolene
leaned
a
little
closer
.
“
How
many
of
them
downers
you
take
,
anyhow
?
”
“
Thirty
.
”
Jolene
stared
at
her
.
“
She
-
it
!
”
she
said
.
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*
*
It
was
difficult
to
sleep
without
the
pills
,
but
not
impossible
.
Beth
saved
the
few
she
had
for
emergencies
and
decided
that
if
she
had
to
stay
awake
for
several
hours
every
night
,
she
would
spend
the
time
learning
the
Sicilian
Defense
.
There
were
fifty
-
seven
printed
pages
on
the
Sicilian
in
Modem
Chess
Openings
,
with
a
hundred
and
seventy
different
lines
stemming
from
P
—
QB4
.
She
would
memorize
and
play
through
them
all
in
her
mind
at
night
.
When
that
was
done
and
she
knew
all
the
variations
,
she
could
go
on
to
the
Pirć
and
the
Nimzovitch
and
the
Ruy
Lopez
.
Modern
Chess
Openings
was
a
thick
,
dense
book
.
She
would
be
all
right
.
Leaving
Geography
class
one
day
,
she
saw
Mr
.
Shaibel
at
the
end
of
the
long
hallway
.
He
had
a
metal
bucket
on
wheels
with
him
and
was
mopping
.
The
students
were
all
going
the
other
way
,
to
the
door
that
led
to
the
yard
for
recess
.
She
walked
down
to
him
,
stopping
where
the
floor
was
wet
.
She
stood
for
about
a
minute
until
he
looked
up
at
her
.
