Start at the beginning? In the beginning, robins were a huge part of my life. I always heard one of the majestic birds sing me a song right before something good would happen. They were sort of like my good luck charm.
But not any more.
I never hear robins sing any more.
Maybe it’s because my luck ran out. Maybe it’s because he’s gone.
Robin.
He consumes my every thought every second of every day.
I think about the good times and the bad times, but most of all, I think about what he told me; what he told me about the color blue.
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The Color Blue
Підліткова літератураShe was one who didn’t judge a book by its cover; maybe it’s because she couldn’t. Blind since birth, London Cabre always relied on her brother to be the judge of people for her. She was scarred from her last boyfriend, misunderstood by her own fami...
