Luz

⇥ seven ⇤

Her name was Lucinda.
She was 16 years old.
Everyone called her Luz.
Her hair was as red as flames.
Her eyes were as blue as ice.
Everyone loved her.
Everyone wanted to spend time with her.
She told her parents where she was waiting for them.
As she returned to her room, her faher's hand slipped.

His name was Blake.
He was older than Luz.
Nobody had a nickname for him.
His hair was dark.
His eyes were light.
Everyone was scared of him.
Everyone avoided him.
He could look right through Luz's window.
He wished he couldn't.