April Showers

"Describe April. What is she like?"

"Describing her is like trying to understand the your purpose in life, you know. I never could really tell anyone how she was because I couldn't technically believe she was real. April James is anything most have never seen."

The therapist turned his attention to the next man dressed in khaki pants and a button down plaid shirt, nodding for him to begin.

"Well, April is definitely a piece of work- I mean she's beautiful and that goes without saying. The first thing that caught my eye about her was her laugh. Anyone who is around her becomes almost bewitched by her and it's beyond their control. To describe her in a word, I'd choose, captivating."

Her brother eyes everyone, keeping the same defensive stance he has had the entire session. Without waiting to be directed, he speaks as his voice floods the room.

"Princess is my baby sister and I'm only going to say this once watch how you talk about her. That's family and nothing comes between that. Nothing!"

His stare silences, even the thoughts of anyone in the room. The rest of the people seated in an array of their finery begin to fidget in their chairs, becoming increasingly uncomfortable.

And in the far corner, April sits, never uttering a word, possibly unaware of nothing going on around her.

The sky darkens, filling with gray rolling clouds as the April showers begin the season.