Brandon watched her every day. Daisy spotted him once, a mask in the window. She knew it was a person the second time, when she spotted the mask through the hedge. They played a game, hiding from each other, each desperate to get a glance at the other. Brandon wrote messages in his notebook, ripping them up when he finished so his parents did not read them. After a year of watching the girl next door, he folded a note and placed it in the hedge between their houses. What started was a story only a handful of people in Lakewood found out about. A boy misunderstood and hated by the town, and the one girl who saw beyond what every else looked at. Brandon called it hope, and Daisy called it happiness. Lakewood called it murder.All Rights Reserved