“Stop,” he said. When the word “FREAK” appeared scratched in the persimmon colored paint on her locker, she knew that in some fragile young woman’s mind a war had escalated from imaginary to physical. "Oh, God! that I might die too," cried Jack, falling on his knees beside her. “When did you get home last night, Lucy?” Cathy interrogated through a yawn. She said that she dated him to be closer to me.
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