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Chapter 13
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“Lookslikeyoudothat,anyway.”
“Ijustneedtoquitdrinkingandquitthosepillsandfixthisplaceup.Lookatthegreaseonthatstove.”Shepointedtoit.“I’vegottostudychesseighthoursaday,andI’vegottodosometournaments.TheywantmetoplayinSanFrancisco,andtheywantmeontheTonightShow.Ishoulddoallthat.”
Jolenestudiedher.
“WhatIwantisadrink,”Bethsaid.“Ifyouweren’there,I’dhaveabottleofwine.”
Jolenefrowned.“YousoundlikeSusanHaywardinthosemovies,”shesaid.
“It’snomovie,”Bethsaid.
“Thenquittalkinglikeone.Letmetellyouwhattodo.YoucomeovertotheAlumniGymnasiumonEuclidAvenuetomorrowmorningatten.That’swhenIworkout.Bringyourgymshoesandapairofshorts.Youneedtogetthatpuffylookoutofyoubeforeyoumakeanymoreplans.”
Bethstaredather.“Ialwayshatedgym…”
“Iremember,”Jolenesaid.
Beththoughtaboutit.Therewerebottlesofredwineandwhiteinthecabinetbehindher,andforamomentshebecameimpatientforJolenetoleavesothatshecouldgetoneoutandtwistthecorkoffandpourherselfafullglass.Shecouldfeelthesensationofitatthebackofherthroat.
“It’snotthatbad,”Jolenesaid.“I’llgetyouacoupleoffreshtowelsandyoucanusemyhairdryer.”
“Idon’tknowhowtogetthere.”
“Takeacab.Hell,walk.”
Bethlookedather,dismayed.
“You’vegottogetyourassmoving,girl,”Jolenesaid.“Yougottoquitsittinginyourownfunk.”
“Okay,”Bethsaid.“I’llbethere.
