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. ’ Gerald tutted. Do not underestimate my power. "Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. "Leave me to my fate," rejoined Jack. He opened the drawer of the writing table.
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