She's Too Pretty to Burn

by Wendy Heard

It’s time to go to the roof. Time for the finale.

I did that. I molded you—a human being—into something else. You’re mine, and you’re glorious.

I’m so glad I didn’t melt you down with steel and turn you into a lifeless, shining doll. What a waste that would have been. You’re too pretty to burn.