He grabbed her hair viciously and whispered loudly into her tear-streaked face. There was, it might be said, a double illumination. Sweatshirts and sweatpants were in for a while but they’re out now. At least the sun would not be as bright, which was a welcome reprieve from the mercilessly bright early summer days which had invigorated every man, woman, and child in the suburbs but were wearing Lucy down into acute fatigue, along with her hunger. “I’m not going to college, John.
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