Beth
The day before New Years dawned with a bright blue sky and a bright, but cold, winter sun that glinted off the new sun, making it sparkle and shine so much that it hurt the eyes. Rafe had his head out the sliding door looking at the cloudless sky, muttering, “Yes, it’s perfect!”
“What are you doing?” I asked as I accepted my customary morning cup of coffee from Mrs. McBride. For a change, she had switched out the usual beans for a Vanilla Caramel flavor. I loved it, especially after I added an extra spoon of sugar. Raphael however made a cringe face. But he didn’t dump it out.
“Just checking the weather,” he replied critically.
“Couldn't you just check it on your phone?” I asked, sliding into my chair.
“You know the weatherman is always wrong!”
He had a point, but still, it was
