We are nuns. 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. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. Gold-handled, too. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. "To be lonely! What is physical torture, if someone who loves you is nigh? But to be alone … as I am!… yes, and as you are! Oh, you haven't told me, but I can see with half an eye. By a tacit agreement they ignored the significant thing between them, ignored the slipping away of the ground on which they had stood together hitherto. Let me say it to you. She explained she was expecting an important interview, and asked that her visitor should be duly shown in. For your information, it was paradise there. I have never spoken of these things to any human being.
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