Thanksgiving Day morning, Shari woke Lucy a half an hour before the sounding of the alarm. We are very poor, but manage to squeeze a little happiness out of each day. 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. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise. The piece, in three movements, was short enough anyway. He had not had time to aim the pistol.
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