“I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt. The doctor here says he can get you aboard to-morrow night. \"I don't think so. The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. The lamp was spreading soot over everything and the reek of kerosene was stronger than usual. 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. It seemed to make her sister downcast beyond any precedent. And me, I know very much of soldiers. Just dreamed—and ran away even from my dreams.
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