NOTES: This is a quick one that was inspired by a conversation between Lauren and I yesterday. We both have the crystal blue eyes and mid-October might be the worst time of year for us. Read on to find out why.

Chapter 1

Elizabeth sleepily rolled over in bed. Her eyes still closed and her head still groggy from the late night she had with Henry after the State Dinner. She thought to herself, "I need to make a mental note to wear that dress again." The simple black halter dress she purchased at Anthropologie on a shopping spree with Allie last weekend, now laid in a pool at the end of their bed.

The memory of last night flooded her mind. The back of the dress opened down to her waist showing off the toned curves of her shoulders and the smooth skin that hung like a curtain down her spine to her waist. The warmth of Henry's hand laid on her back as they greeted and chatted with people before dinner. The trail of his thumb in circles between her shoulder blades while they sat at the dinner table. The feel of his fingers running down her back side as he lowered the zipper over her. His lips teasing at the spot on the backside of her neck. It would be another hour before they fell asleep in each other's arms.

She reached over but the other side of the bed was cold. Henry was already awake. Opening her eyes, the room was still dark with just a hint of light coming through the edge of the curtains. She checked her phone for the time. It was 6:30 she also noticed the date, Friday, October 15th. She realized why the sun was also slow to wake up today. She laid her head back down on the pillow knowing what this meant. The sun was making its' shift in the sky. She most definitely would need her sunglasses today, preferably the darker ones.

She heard the movement of her family in the house and dragged herself out of bed. Turning the shower on, she glanced back at her bed lovingly, wishing she could stay there the whole day. As the sun started to rise over the Potomac, she finished getting ready and checked her bag for her sunglasses. Not there.

"Oh God, where did I put them?' she asked herself. She stopped to think, 'Did I leave them at the office?" She pulled her files out to get a better look. Still not there. She threw everything back together, grabbed her gray jacket to her suit off the bed and headed downstairs.

While everyone was busy putting together their breakfasts, Elizabeth's frantic heels on the stairs caught Henry's attention. He turned to look at her while pouring her coffee into her travel mug.

"Morning, Babe. I was just about to yell up to you. Blake called, they are on their way. White House is up first this morning." Henry greeted her with a kiss.

"Ugh. I can't find my sunglasses. I won't make it through the day without them," she complained making a beeline for her home office to see if they were on her desk.

"Oh the dreaded sun shift. I noticed it yesterday and made sure I grabbed mine from Jareth's" Stevie said.

Jason furrowed his brow and picked his head up from his phone, 'What does that even mean?"

Stevie explained, "Around the middle of October the sun starts to shift and decreases its' angle as it moves toward winter solstice. Not noticeable to most but for those with blue eyes, especially lighter blue eyes like Mom, it is very painful and causes bad headaches."

Jason stared at her in disbelief, "Still makes no sense."

Henry laughed as he looked up from the morning paper, "Let me explain. Melanin in the iris determines your eye color. It also protects against UV radiation. The more melanin, the darker your eyes. So, those with amazingly light blue eyes like your mother, lack the melanin to protect their eyes. This time of year the sun is at an angle that hits our eyesight at just the right pitch to provide a blinding glare. Doesn't bother you and I as much but it is extremely bright and painful for blue eyed people."

Just as Elizabeth stepped back in the kitchen, Jason replied, "Oh the pain of being beautiful."

Elizabeth smiled at him, while throwing toast in the toaster oven.

"Very nice. But, if anyone sees my sunglasses please let me know. I can't find them anywhere," Elizabeth stressed.

Allie fact checked all of them on her phone. 'Wow! Only eight percent of the population has blue eyes," she practically yelled.

"Shhh… keep it down," Elizabeth said.

"Mom, are you hungover? If so, it's probably not your eyes causing your headache," Allie joked with her.

"No, just frustrated that I can't find my sunglasses!" Elizabeth answered, furrowing her brow, while staring at Henry. He laughed at her knowing she might have just lied a little bit to their child.

"This is actually fascinating. Blue eyes get their color because the front layer of the iris has no pigment. So similar to the sky and water, the light scatters and reflects blue back out." Allie announced.

"As fascinating as that is, I need to leave without my sunglasses, which will not be very fascinating around 1:30 when the sun really starts to hurt. So, there's a prize to the person who finds my sunglasses before then!" She went over and kissed all the kids on their heads. Making her way back through the kitchen, Henry handed her the coffee and ran his hand down her rear, that looked amazing in her gray pencil skirt.

"Bye. I love you!" She kissed him and headed out through the dining room.

As he watched her walk away, he decided he needed to find those glasses before 1:30. Thank God, Fridays were a free day for him.