Literature
Lo's Story - Finding Gray Star
“You look lonely.”
It was a wonder Topaz heard it at all, under the growl of the traffic and the nearby hissing of the trains. His head jerked, eyes narrowed against the whirling dust.
“I’m talking to you, mister.”
He turned around to see a very young girl, her hands on her hips and her eyes masked by a battered pair of heart-shaped sunglasses. The tails of her grimy shirt whipped around her skinny body and her greasy dark hair swept over her face, strands sticking to her smudged lipstick. She smiled at him, but her shoulders were stiff and her knees pressed tightly together.
“What do you want?” h