Yesterday!—who cared? To-morrow!—who knew? "Porpoise," she said, touching his hand. McClintock would bang his fist upon the table. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. Essentially the talk was a mixture of fragments of sentences heard, of passages read, or arguments indicated rather than stated, and all of it was served in a sauce of strange enthusiasm, thin yet intense. 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. “Touch a hair on his head and you will insure that I will never make love to you again. “You needn’t be worried,” she said quietly.
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