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. Insulting cries became frequent and various, but for the most part she could not understand what was said. ’ ‘Believe me, she wouldn’t have cared. Then she went into the office. If he adhered to this policy—to keep away from her inconspicuously—she would forget the name by night, and to-morrow even the bearer of it would sink below the level of recollection. “I am a fool,” he said. ’ Gerald shrugged. Of course Ruth was not aware that in this same volume there were lyrics known the world over.
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