‘Where did you get that, miss?’ ‘It is the sword of monsieur le major. Michelle was laid onto the back seat, her head cradled in Lucy’s lap. He scratched his upper lip reflectively. 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. “Quite an unimportant one,” he assured her. ‘It was your son who left the place empty then?’ he asked.
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