The Hamilteam Short Stories

Snow

The snow softly fell to the ground, sparkling in the early morning sunrise. I was heading off to school when I stopped right in my tracks.

Snow! The first snow of the season!

Running back inside, I nearly tripped over my boots heading towards Lydia's bedroom. Lydia, who was now fourteen, was fast asleep, with major bedhead.

"Lydia!" I shook her. "Lyds, wake up!"

"Mmmmm.." She mumbled. She turned over and her brown hair fell over her prominent cheekbones. "Whaaat?"

"There's snow on the ground!" I bounced up and down.

"Yes Anji, that's what happens in the winter."

"You know what that means, right?"

"I have to shovel the driveway?"

"Not right now, silly. We have to go look at it! Like we do every year!"

"Oh, of course! Every single year, you wake me up so we can go look at snow, which is the only thing we'll be seeing until about March, so we can stand outside in the bitter cold as I'm just waking up. Wonderful."

"See? You remember! I'll go get your coat." I beamed and ran out of her bedroom.

"Unbelievable." Lydia muttered as she shuffled into her boots.

"Just go sweetie, it'll make her happy." Mary winked from the kitchen, where she was eating a poptart with Chloe.

Sighing, Lydia fumbled while putting her flies on and met me out in the front yard.

"Isn't it breathtaking?" I gushed.

"Yeah aunt Anji.... it's great." Lydia answered unenthusiastically.

I sighed. "Lydia, when you've been through as much as I have, you learn to admire the little things. It should not take a lot to please a person. Since we've all been on the verge of dying so many times, I've learned to look on the bright side and make the best of things."

Lydia was silent. Then, "I suppose you're right, Aunt Anj."

I smiled and checked my watch. "Oh! I'm going to to be late for school!" I kissed her forehead. "You, me, snowball fight tonight!"

"You're going down!" Lydia yelled after me.

"Not if I can help it!" I laughed as I walked down the driveway and flexed my wings to leave.

As Lydia walked back to the house, she paused at the door to look at the snow one last time. It was truly beautiful, her aunt had not lied. She knew by next year she'd be reluctant to wake up so early again, but right now, she believed it was worth it.