"Ah, yes, fire. So strange..."
Lioto mutters to himself
As he creeps back off the balcony
Into the house.
"Grandfather, wait!"
I call after him.
But he doesn't wait,
He just steps away
Farther and farther,
Farther and farther,
Until I can't see him.
I don't know
What Cielo Soleado was,
But I know that Grandfather
Doesn't like fire.
I don't know why
His story makes me want to know, though.
Maybe I'll never know.
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The Things I Learned About Lioto Reyez
General FictionCallie Juan doesn't know much about Lioto. But she's learning more every day as he tells her a secret story about the city where he was born. But as Lioto reveals more about his story, Callie begins to wonder: if the story is true, what happened to...
