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           Then...shesightsthoseblackboys.They’restilldowntheretogether,mumblingtooneanother.Theydidn’thearhercomeontheward.Theysenseshe’sglaringdownatthemnow,butit’stoolate.Theyshouldofknewbetter’ntogroupupandmumbletogetherwhenshewasdueontheward.Theirfacesbobapart,confused.Shegoesintoacrouchandadvancesonwherethey’retrappedinahuddleattheendofthecorridor.Sheknowswhattheybeensaying,andIcanseeshe’sfuriouscleanoutofcontrol.She’sgoingtoteartheblackbastardslimbfromlimb,she’ssofurious.She’sswellingup,swellstillherback’ssplittingoutthewhiteuniformandshe’sletherarmssectionoutlongenoughtowraparoundthethreeofthemfive,sixtimes.Shelooksaroundherwithaswivelofherhugehead.Nobodyuptosee,justoldBroomBromdenthehalf-breedIndianbacktherehidingbehindhismopandcan’ttalktocallforhelp.Soshereallyletsherselfgoandherpaintedsmiletwists,stretchestoanopensnarl,andsheblowsupbiggerandbigger,bigasatractor,sobigIcansmellthemachineryinsidethewayyousmellamotorpullingtoobigaload.Iholdmybreathandfigure,MyGodthistimethey’regonnadoit!Thistimetheyletthehatebuilduptoohighandoverloadedandthey’regonnatearoneanothertopiecesbeforetheyrealizewhatthey’redoing!

           Butjustasshestartscrookingthosesectionedarmsaroundtheblackboysandtheygotorippingatherundersidewiththemophandles,allthepatientsstartcomingoutofthedormstocheckonwhat’sthehullabaloo,andshehastochangebackbeforeshe’scaughtintheshapeofherhideousrealself.