" "Permit me to see it, Sir James!" requested Jack. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. “I know. ’ ‘So I heard. "Now come along, Jack. “One is always playing the surgeon, one kills always the thing one loves best. 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. ” She sniffled.
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