“Good morning Falls-dale!” A joyous voice rings out from the seat next to me.
I turn my head to look at my merry passenger to be greeted with the site of a girl not much younger than me with her face planted against the window. It was close to dusk and the sun had begun to set, leaving the sky a magnificent glow of orange and red.
“It's evening, Winter, you’ve been asleep all day.” I chuckle at her. My little sister never was the sharpest knife in the crayon box, but she had a big heart and bright smile. she’s the counterpart to my somewhat gloomy persona.
“It’s morning whenever I wake up!”She turns away from the glowing sunset and leans back in her seat. Her dyed white hair curling ever so slightly at the tip, revealing her bedraggled face.
The flames of the arid dusk sky illuminates the interior of my car, filling it with a brilliant glow and plastering a shiny smile on my sister’s face as she watches the sun set into the da