She tossed her head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. Remember, some day you and I are going to have that book. 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. But when she learns that you are a fugitive from justice…. He may not be able to eat tin-cans, but he tries to.
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