She often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. 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. " "Zounds!" exclaimed Wood; "it's my old master-key. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling.
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