Amber Rae
A dark story.Amber Rae Amber Rae was born that way, with eyes so big and blue, with golden hair and skin so fair – as soft as morning dew. Painted toes of scarlet-rose her sandals couldn’t hide – behind would sail the ponytail her older sister tied. Amber liked to ride her bike the mile or so to school when traffic flow was fairly slow – on mornings dry and cool. Before her trip, she’d stop to clip some blooms for Mrs. Berne, the smal...