My Savior Amelia Jones

It was the moon we were looking at, hungover. Her eyes were fighting to stay open but she had this fierceness in them. The agony - there's hurt in them and anger, disgust and admiration, all at the same time, but mostly, tears. She's looking at the moon and I'm looking at her. "Isn't it beautiful?" she whispers as the wind hits our face and her locks flutter freely. I reach my hands to tuck them back in place but i pull back as she does it on her own. "Breathtakingly beautiful" i say, not wavering my gaze a bit. She showed me beauty, she showed me grace, she showed me the world isn't as bad a place. ------------------------------------------------------------- Ben Clark is 16 and friendless. With no father and a cold mother, he doesn't know what being loved feels like. He doesn't believe in God for if there was a God up there, his life wouldn't suck. That is until Amelia Jones walks in. With all the grace in the world, she transforms his dark labyrinth of a life into a spectrum of colors making him realize that the words of our hearts are heard up in the heavens. What will happen when lightning strikes the sky that had been dark for so long?