That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. Anna tore it open and passed it to Courtlaw. 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’ve fallen in love. She sat there, a mark for boulevarders, the unconscious object of numberless wondering glances. Ann Veronica felt no repulsion at the prospect. After all, that was life.
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