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We all knew better, her friends and acquaintances. And I in particular knew of her duplicity. But she was the child Queen. And to paraphrase an old adage, if you’re planning to kill the ‘Queen’ make sure you indeed kill her. Thus, no youngster dared attempt to tarnish Eve’s ‘good girl’ image. Any effort would earn her wrath, the consequences of which could be substantial. Those who crossed her found themselves receiving a good strapping when their parents learned of smoking or skipping school. And it was Eve who always informed the parents of the forbidden conduct, thus further enhancing her ‘good girl’ image and raising her status to that of nearly untouchable within the community of kids. So, a couple of weeks after Eve watched my ignominious display of m**********n she was waiting o