Disclaimer: I do not own anything. The song is Come Home by One Republic.
I get lost in the beauty
Of
everything I see
The world aint as half as bad
As they paint
it to be
If all the sons
If all the daughters
Stopped to
take it in
"Everything's magical when it snows, everything looks pretty."
The night was still and quiet, the entire ground was covered in a white powder and white, heavy flakes continued to fall from the dark sky. Everything was covered in the white substance and the large, full luminous moon caused it to glisten. The world was perfect as though nothing could destroy it.
"The clothes are great. Coats, scarves, gloves, hats."
Lorelai Gilmore sat on the porch of her home a warm, heavy, blanket wrapped around her body. She wore a light blue jacket and matching hat, a colorful scarf was wrapped around her neck. Her hands sat on her lap, holding a mug, gloves on them. Steam arose from her mug, which a held a light brown liquid, marshmallows lay on top floating. She breathed in deeply savoring the smell of winter and the first snow. Her breaths came out in large puffs and as quickly as it had appeared it vanished.
"Do you know the best things happen when it snows?"
She smiled at the conversation she had with her daughter and looking at the empty spot next to her, she frowned feeling a twinge of sorrow. It quickly vanished when she remembered that she would be home for Christmas, which was only a few weeks ago. Her best birthday, her first kiss, Rory's first steps. They all had happened when it had snowed. She smiled at the joyous memories, she cherished each and everyone of them. They each had brought her joy in their separate way.
"I feel good. Tingly."
She did feel good, she always felt good when it snowed after all it was her little gift. When it snowed the world became a place of beauty, pure and elegant almost innocence in away. She sat for sometime taking in her surroundings, the beauty that lay before her. She felt the cool, crisp air brush against her cheek and she felt it leave a reddish tint behind. The tranquility of the atmosphere was destroyed when she heard the distance ringing of the phone from the house. Grumbling, she stood up leaving her warm blanket and her empty cup behind and made her way into the house. She manged to grab the phone before it went to the machine.
"Hello?"
"Is this Lorelai Gilmore?"
"Yes, this is her."
"I'm Karen Dole, I'm calling from Hartford Memorial Hospital regarding a Rory Gilmore, it's urgent that you get here immediately." Suddenly that tingly feeling disappeared completely from her body and was replaced with one of fear.
It's short I know but other then that what do you think? Good? Bad? Please review and tell me what you think and if I should continue.
OAL