9. CHAPTER I. 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. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false. I did not know what God had in mind then.
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