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It tousled her curls, casting shadows across her face.
Her eyes were glazed over with emotions - or was she even feeling anything?
Mrs. Lionel warned him that if he didn't turn in his papers by tomorrow, he'd be in serious trouble
And on the garden lay two broken children - one in body, and the other in mind.
He could see the wind playing with her skirt almost carelessly. It tousled her curls and cast shadows across her smooth, porcelain-pale face.
"I want to fly." She came to him and told him this morning. "Fly with me, Isaac."
"Let's do this together." She held out her right hand. "Come on. You know you want to."
The town bell was tolling. And on the garden lay two broken children - one in body, and the other in mind.
He could see the wind playing with her skirt almost carelessly. I’m not a fan of your opening line. It’s just not interesting enough. Liven it up with something original to keep us hooked from the start. It tousled her curls what colored curls? I’m curious and cast shadows across her smooth, porcelain-pale face. Her gaze met the city, not showing any awareness of his presence. Her eyes were glazed overwith emotionsglazed over eyes implies that she had an emotionless, dead expression; was she even feeling anything? He didn't know. What he did know was that if father caught them, they'd be in big trouble.
Bea didn't care.
"I want to fly." She came to him and told himthis morning. "Fly with me, Isaac."
"Bea?"
"I'm scared of doing it alone. But I want to fly. Don't you?"
His homework was in disarray. Mrs. Lionel warned him that if he didn't turn in his papers by tomorrow, he'd be held in suspension. But maybe it was that longing, that insanity - maybe it was stronger than he'd originally thought.
Why couldn't he get rid of it?
"Isaac, are you ready?"
"I don't know."
"Let's do this together." She held out her right hand. "Come on. You know you want to."
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