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“
Fairfield
Junior
.
”
“
Yeah
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
know
where
that
is
.
”
He
was
even
better
-
looking
than
a
movie
star
.
An
hour
later
she
drew
Goldmann
and
Board
Three
.
She
walked
into
the
tournament
room
at
exactly
eleven
,
and
the
people
standing
stopped
talking
when
she
came
in
.
Everyone
looked
at
her
.
She
heard
someone
whisper
,
“
Thirteen
fucking
years
old
,
”
and
immediately
the
thought
came
into
her
mind
,
along
with
the
exultant
feeling
the
whispered
voice
had
given
her
:
I
could
have
done
this
at
eight
.
Goldmann
was
tough
and
silent
and
slow
.
He
was
a
short
,
heavy
man
,
and
he
played
the
black
pieces
like
a
gruff
general
trained
in
defense
.
For
the
first
hour
everything
that
Beth
tried
he
got
out
of
.
Every
piece
he
had
was
protected
;
it
seemed
as
though
there
were
double
the
usual
complement
of
pawns
to
protect
them
.
Beth
got
fidgety
during
the
long
waits
for
him
to
move
;
once
after
she
had
advanced
a
bishop
she
got
up
,
and
went
to
the
bathroom
.
Something
was
hurting
in
her
abdomen
,
and
she
felt
a
bit
faint
.
She
washed
her
face
with
cold
water
and
dried
it
on
a
paper
towel
.
As
she
was
leaving
,
the
girl
she
’
d
played
her
first
game
with
came
in
.
Packer
.
Packer
looked
glad
to
see
her
.
“
You
’
re
moving
right
on
up
,
aren
’
t
you
?
”
she
said
.
“
So
far
,
”
Beth
said
,
feeling
another
twinge
in
her
belly
.
“
I
heard
you
’
re
playing
Goldmann
.
”
“
Yes
,
”
Beth
said
.
“
I
have
to
get
back
.
”
