Caramel sat quietly in the sunlight, enjoying the warmth that invaded her bedroom through the bay window, illuminating the room that her sister would prefer be kept dark. The younger of the two girls Carmel, rested on a stool beside Caramel in the shadow of a curtain, just out of the sun's reach. This is where she sat everyday and read the most classically popular tales.
"Oh Carmel, isn't it the most gorgeous day you've ever seen?" Caramel asked.
Carmel barely turned away from her book and replied with a salty "implying I've seen it."
Caramel turned back and sighed, wishing she could go out and enjoy the glory of the world. And she would have been, if she were not conjoined with her sister at the wrist. Being respectful of Carmel's hatred for the outside world, Caramel stayed in the chamber beside her. And that was how every day was spent.
Caramel leaned on the sill a