Sunrise
Glinda remembered her very first sunrise. It was when she was 5, back when she was called Galinda.
She stayed up all night, waiting for the moment her mother said would be the most beautiful thing in the world.
Slowly the sun peeked above the horizon… and the sky exploded in shades of red, orange, and pink, dancing on the water.
Little Galinda yawned and turned to her mother with sleepy eyes.
"Is that all?"