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. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. ' We must not omit to mention that a family group from the pencil of little Winifred, representing Mr. You seem altogether altered, too. \"Lucy?\" He called her as she turned. He saw the colossal selfishness of his act; but he could not beg off on the plea of abnormality. “I believe it is. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. He—In fact, he—he locked me in my room.
Video ID: Q0NCb3QvMi4wIChodHRwczovL2NvbW1vbmNyYXdsLm9yZy9mYXEvKSAtIDE4LjIwNS4yNi4zOSAtIDA3LTEyLTIwMjMgMDA6MDI6NDQgLSAxNTcwNTA5Nzcz
This video was uploaded to write-my-speech3.info on 03-12-2023 22:14:26
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7 - Resource Map: 8 - Resource Map: 9 - Resource Map: 10