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She was always initiating petty breaches of discipline. My late husband, I mean. Instead, she laughed,
laughed with lips and eyes, laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks. 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. "
"Well, suddenly I knew that I must see the inside of that box, which had a
padlock. “I will make of the days and weeks one long
morning, but remember the afternoon must come. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed
and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. What a pity!
For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the
physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had
seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet
instead of four—broken, without resilience. But her request was unheeded. org
1. She was feeling extraordinarily well that night, so that the sense of
her body was a deep delight, a realization of a gentle warmth and strength and
elastic firmness. That would come later. She wanted to come,
and I wouldn't let her.
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