My beautiful golden child.
Your hair glowed red when they handed your plasma covered body to me.
I sighed relief. You saved me.
No one will know the secret that I keep; no one will ask the question..
On the wall is a stained glass picture of a boy with tousled brown hair carrying his golden-haired sister on his back and his dog laps at their feet. That is the story.
That is the only story that need be told, thanks to your golden hair.