“When you loosen the tangle in one place you tie a knot in another. What do you mean by it, eh?’ ‘But I did not send it to you,’ Melusine rejoined instantly. 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. I was afraid that I might be called upon as a witness. Before an hour had elapsed, the concourse was fearfully increased.
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