If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen. 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. Annabel Pellissier was not like the others, he said. ‘Melusine, if you don’t let go my hand—’ He broke off as she dragged a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve. He meets Anna, and claims her as his wife.
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