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Chapter 13
Bethkeptatitdoggedly,pantingandsweatingandsometimesbruisingthepalmofherhandonthelittleblackball.Ittookhertendaysandafewluckybouncesbeforeshewonherfirstgame.
“Iknewyou’dstartwinningsoonenough,”Jolenesaid.Theystoodinthecenterofthecourt,sweating.
“Ihatelosing,”Bethsaid.
ThatdaytherewasaletterwaitingforherfromsomethingcalledChristianCrusade.Thestationeryhadabouttwentynamesdowntheside,underanembossedcross.Theletterread:
DearMissHarmon:
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ShealmostthrewtheletterawayuntilsherememberedBenny’ssayingthathehadbeengivenmoneyforhisRussiantripbyachurchgroup.ShehadBenny’sphonenumberonafoldedpieceofpaperinherchessclockbox;shegotitoutanddialed.Bennyansweredafterthethirdring.
“Hi,”shesaid.“It’sBeth.”
Bennywasabitcool,butwhenshetoldhimabouttheletter,hesaidatonce,“Takeit.They’reloaded.