April Showers

April showers, they called her. She didn't talk or dance like she used to, and when someone tried to talk to her, she seemed only to stifle her tears. Perhaps she longed for the girl she was before her sister died. Or perhaps she longed for the safety blanket only her extroverted twin sister could provide her they didn't know.

But one thing was for sure. Now, all April showers did was cry.