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. "I understand," she said. She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. ” 129 She smiled wider. “No, not that I know of,” Michelle replied, her still eyes not meeting Lucy’s.
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