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. The musician. "Give me the link," cried Jonathan. " "Peace!" retorted Jack, with increased bitterness. But why did he turn away? "Wait!" Ruth called to her father.
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