Soft Touch

It was late September 1967, Haight-Ashbury, San Francisco, California.
As everyone knows, the end of the "Summer of Love". Thousands of young people flocked to the so called 'utopia' in search of rebellion, and at the same time, uniformity.
Among those people was Summer.
Summer was the name she chose before she set off, to be more accepted among the other free spirits.
Summer was different. To put it plainly, Summer was drop dead gorgeous.
She had golden hair, and light bronze skin, a few golden freckles sprinkled about her nose, and her eyes.
People said her eyes were so many things. The sun, fire, stars, but also ice and rain.
The outside of her eyes were a medium shade of brown, lining the iris. Inside that was a mass of ever changing colour. Sometimes they were a light brown, with gold flecks shining out. Sometimes they were golden all over, but sometimes they were blue.
They could be a dark blue, almost grey, with flecks of shining silver instead of gold. But very rarely, they were almost aqua. There were moments when her eyes shone the brighest blue imaginable, able to mesmerize and hypnotize anyone and everyone.
That summer she came looking for the same things everyone else did. And it was great.
But now, the thrill was gone, people were dying, overdosing, on the streets, and it was starting to get a little cold at nights.
And she had a girl.
A beautiful baby girl, named Ryver.
Ryver was just as beautiful as her mother, but with grey blue eyes, that reminded you of flowing water.
Summer had no idea who the father was, but she didn't really care either. It didn't matter now. She was on her own anyway.
But the thing was, she needed to get a job. A real one that is, she had a job. But it wasn't the most pleasant or desirable thing. She worked in a strip club.
During the days, she was out on the streets, begging anyone who passed by for spare change.
And night time.....was hell.
After her shift, she had no where to go, so she usually found herself a little corner or somewhere safe to sleep, driven crazy by the constant crying.