She leaned forward, her chin in her palms, her elbows on her knees, and she set her gaze upon his face and kept it there in dreamy contemplation. Gerald’s chest tightened. “I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her. 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. ‘Taken the girl with him. My husband, he is cruel and wicked, and—and entirely undistinguished. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood. F.
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