I want you to see that the person I glimpsed running beside the camel, running to save my life, is the person you can choose to be.
Lucy ChristopherI made it," you said, gruffly, "for you." You shoved it onto my finger. It was roughly carved, shaped from a lump of something colourful and cold...a ring made entirely from a gemstone. It was beautiful. It glinted emerald greens and blood reds over my skin, and had tiny flecks of gold catching the light. I couldn't stop staring at it. "Why?" I asked. You didn't answer that. Instead you touched the ring gently and looked piercingly at me, unsaid questions in your eyes.
Lucy ChristopherYou smiled then, and your whole face changed with it. It kind of lit up, like there were sunbeams coming from inside you.
Lucy Christopher