“Not a bit of it. 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. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. " Spurlock grew limp in his chair. "Swear that you will do this," she cried. When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. ’ She turned, her eyes narrowed. The Old Mint III.
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