Sincerely,Violet DAY EIGHT:O.K. Pal ! !WHAT IN THE SCREAMING HELL AM I GOING TO DOWITH EIGHT MAIDS-A-MILKING?JESUS!!!I THINK I PREFER THE GODDAMN BIR...S!THE GODDAMN MAIDS-A-MILKING HAD TO BRING THEIR GODDAMN COWS.THERE IS COW SHIT ALL OVER MY LAWN AND BIRD SHIT ALL OVER THE HOUSE.I CANNOT MOVE MY FEET.JUST LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE,SMARTASS.DAY NINELISTEN SHITHEAD ! !YOU'RE A SADISTIC BASTARD!NOW I HAVE NINE PIPERS PIPING IN MY FRONT YARDAND THEY ARE STANDING KNEE DEEP IN COW SHIT.THIS AFTER. His score was ninety seven point eight and mine was ninety seven point six. That Bastard…hahaha. That year we became best buddies and were always together. We were like each other’s shadows and loners no more because we had each other. That summer we tagged alone on each other’s family vacations. Our parents were happy that we both had a friend. They felt we were growing up and becoming more social but in reality we were still loners. We only socialized with each other. However, the parents. With inexorable determination she pulled that lost girl in the sea through the darkness to safety.It took all night. I don’t actually recall making landfall. I guess I must have been pretty far gone by then. My first memory of it was in waking up stretched out on some sand and feeling the warmth of the morning sunshine on my back. I remember choking up a lot of water so I guess I must have swallowed quite a bit throughout that long swim. As my eyes came slowly into focus the first thing I saw. But it's been getting steadily closer as the war's gone on. Bit like the tide coming in, I guess."The girls felt strangely awe-struck by the disfigured woman. She was so skinny, with the outline of her ribs and hips showing clearly through her tanned bare skin. Her feet were flattened and rough. Her toe- and finger-nails were crooked and broken. Many of her teeth were missing, particularly at the front. Back home, Sharon and Tracey had never seen anyone in such a bad way, except after a good.