She thought she had hidden well from him. John looked at his feet bashfully. "I can't make you understand; I can't make you see things as I see them. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him. ” The cab rumbled off. 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 had been forced to buy herself that pair of boots and a walking-skirt, and the pearl necklace at the pawnbrokers’ had yielded very disappointingly.
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