Before Jonathan followed he turned to face his assailants. She walked through the office to the door, aimlessly. “I think everything’s right,” said Ann Veronica, with the roaming eye of a capable but not devoted house-mistress. 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.
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