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It is not the woman who speaks there. 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 plucked at the knots of her racket and heard him to the end, then spoke in a restrained undertone. ’ The dagger was in her hand. “I don’t see what else I could have said,” he remarked. Its importance had vanished with her abandonment of compromise. "It is your son. She could not part with dignity. A mosquito had been trapped inside and was perfectly preserved for thousands of years. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief.
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